THE SOUL'S MIRROR.
As the sky looking down In the .soul of the liver, Its own sweetest joy Seeth mirrored there ever. So my spirit in thine Finds the only true glass That leflccts its own fancies Of love as they pass. Then slumber thon well, My peerless, my bride, That in thy deep eyes, When the morning betide, As through the clear dome Of dome holiest shrine A devotee watches The glamour divine— I'll find that true light Thou tindest in mine.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2194, 31 July 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)
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83THE SOUL'S MIRROR. Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2194, 31 July 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)
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