ECHO

Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2185, 10 July 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)

ECHO

Ye rooky cliflM, ye mountains high, Tlut look at things above the sky ; Tho:: shadowy nook, thou wooriland dell, Whence came that voice? Can ye not tell ? Here ns I spake, I questioned thee, My \oice returned jicro.->> the lea Subdued and s.id ; yet still the Manic, Back on the wind it softly came. Conif, tell ln^, rlovv'n beneath my feet, Un«ihcltßrVl from the noonday heat, Cool 'midst the fierce sum's scorching glare, Whence came this echo on the air ? Ah, daffodil, why tremble so? Harmles* flower, thou can.st not know ; Why should an eeiio from the hill Thy stem and petals cause to thrill ? Come, i<poj.k, and toll me if you can, What say you of the ancient Pan 'i He loved a nymph who loved thee too, Who pined away with grief for you. Ah, poor Narci.s*us, pentla flower ! Who hast the will but not the power To leave ths fatal fountain side, And seek an echo far and wide. Immortal echo, still the same Keniains thy nature and thy name— Unseen thou art, and yet we hear Thy gentle voice, to me still dear. The daffodil doth lift its head. And seeks a form that how has fled ; It smiles to hear the name sweet hound, For ages from the rocks rebound. Public Opinion.