A LONGING.
Carolyn Wells.
Mine s a music-loving rauure, and myvery lieartstrings thrilU To the song of thrush or mavis— nightingale or whippooi will ; But my unfulfilled ambition is to hear the haunting croon Oi the apteryx a-singing in the ilex on the dune. I have wandered in the tropics, I have rambled in the glades, 1 have heard the scarlet tangerine thriil forth from coppice shades ; But its song is unimportant, colourless its rhythmic rime To the apteryx a-singing in the ilex on the dune. I have heard the cockie-leekie on the lonely Scottish moor ; f have heard the raucous goura, with its piping dank and dour ; I have heard the trocadero, but I still beg Fortune's boon Of tiro apteryx a-singing in the ilex on the dune. So I wait in simple silence. I possess my soul and mrnd In what patience I can muster and wliat courago I can find. And I trust I yet shall listen, in Octoher, say, or June — To an apteryx a-singing in the ilex on tho dune.
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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 11, 28 May 1920, Page 13
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175A LONGING. Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 11, 28 May 1920, Page 13
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