SHE IS GONE.
Roll on, roll on, you great wild sea. Roll on from phore to phore. And take my bleeding heart to she, Who waits for me no moie. Beat oil. beat on, with surging noise, And drown the bitter cries Of hearts :ecalling love's past joys; Beat on and still their sighs. . Sigh- on, sigh on, you mournful blue, V Sigh for a lover lone, i With heart unloved, and bitter me j Of glad days once his own. Break white, break white, you turbid main, ! Upon the million sand; Break white — my sweet one's name engrave Along the gleaming strand. Crash out, crash out, wild notes impart, ! And lull me out to sleep ; '■ Crash out, and drown my aching heart Forever in your deep. — J. Pollakb. Christchurch, May, 1906.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2722, 16 May 1906, Page 63
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132SHE IS GONE. Otago Witness, Issue 2722, 16 May 1906, Page 63
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