WELLINGTON DUSK
| All day the land has lain sun-kissed, And now lights glimmer through the mist, And round her the hills stand sentinel Over the city they love. so. well, Behind them the Heads loom dark and grey As the silent sea sleeps the dust away. Above, the sky is a soft green blue, And from the West where the sun slipped through A golden gleam lights the farthest hill, And every sound in the world is still.
S.D.
S.
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Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 39, 11 April 1930, Page 26
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80WELLINGTON DUSK Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 39, 11 April 1930, Page 26
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