THE TIDE AT THE CLIFF.
Softly and faintly, from the calm, blue distance. On through tho twilight dim, Falls on my ear a low, melodious murmur, The tide ia coming in. Swiftly it comes, amidst the fragrant bilence, And lays a snow-white hand, With gentle touch, and cold, careuing fingers, Along the silver sand. The soft, sad sound, the low, complaining murmur, -• To me has often teemed Like farewell sign of some departing spirit, Or music in a.dream. Td me it breathes of many a hope long 1 buried, Amid the silent put, Of- 'many a joy my idle hands have gathered, Too fair to last. IJrom far away, o'er water* vast and lonely, From unknown, foreign shore; It. cornea to v«, its tad, mysterious story, Repeating o'er and o'er. Forever heaving, like this restless ocean, • On Time's resistless flow ; Tho tide of life bears ua'upon its bosom, ' Unceasing, to and fro. Some', with their golden harvest safely , _ gathered, j' Life's sweetest promise won, And some, with weary, empty hands doit . , folded. ] t The earthly work undone.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2149, 17 April 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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177THE TIDE AT THE CLIFF. Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2149, 17 April 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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