GOLDEN ROD.
O golden rod ! sweet goldon rod ! Bride of the Autumn sun : Has he kissed thy blossoms this mellow morn, And tinged them one by one ? Did the crickets sing at thy christening, When, in bis warm embrace, He g<ivo thee love from his fount above, And beauty, and cheer, and grace? He brightens the asters, but soon they fade ; He reddens the sumach tree ; And the clematis loses its snowy bloom, But he's true a* truth to thee. Scattered on mountain top or plain, Unseen by human eye, He turns thy fringes to burnished gold By love's sweet alchemy. And then, when the chill November come 3, And the flowers their work havo done, Thou art still unchanged, dear golden rod, Bride of the Autumn sun !
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Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2242, 20 November 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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128GOLDEN ROD. Waikato Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2242, 20 November 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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