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Refugees

Remember us. We walk -the world’s highways, Thralls of despair, with patient shoulders bowed, The sea-spurned flotsam of that wave which lays Our countries waste, and turns our teet from home. Forget us not, when pallid twilight falls, Mist rises softly, and the hills are grey, World waytarers, who envy you your walls, : The gleam of plates, the glow of new lit fires. Our hearths are cold-long cold, the ashes lie Grey, crumbling flakily. Naught ruffles them But little winds most sorrowful that sigh "Gone now so long — ah, shall they ne’er return?" Kind strangers, pray for us, sowe may raise Our eyes, and see the wheeling sun of hope: And know there is an end to pain that lays Ice-fingered hands about our heavy hearts. Remember us.

K. E.

GOULTER

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 6, Issue 142, 13 March 1942, Page 6

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Refugees New Zealand Listener, Volume 6, Issue 142, 13 March 1942, Page 6

Refugees New Zealand Listener, Volume 6, Issue 142, 13 March 1942, Page 6

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