A WAIF.
This spray of seeded grass, yellow and Plucked in the golden summer, months ago, Still tn my vase the pristine grace doth show. With which it bore its freightage airily ; When sunbeams, slanting from the wintry Find o»t this waif, and touch it with a glow Like summer's glory, I who see it so, And count its shining germs, in wonder cry— " This was the least the teeming season bought ; The slightest thread of growth, and yet how fair ! With what prolific potency enfraught ! ■ > O, soul of mine, wnat fruit then shouldat thou bear, ■ If all thy life were by its laws outwrought, And of God's fullness hath its perfect ■hare 1" tUX i,' — Vickfs Magazine,
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Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2140, 27 March 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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118A WAIF. Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2140, 27 March 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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