In a Garden, Victoria.
Havk ! from you wattle's golden-frettod shade Come clear familiar notes of music, V " ringing, ; ' .-• ■• Some old bird-ballad of an English glade That Time himselF-can gc'arce reniember> bringing. Ajid now in liquid syllables above, The mocking songster of our wood, replies, • Then listens; while the pine .trees softly. move, ' ' ' "''■'" ' ' " Breathing a low accompaniment of sighs. Hid in this leafy cloister let us wait, And hear what news the travelling winds relate. Sweeo missel thrush," what loving exile's hand Hath brought thee over half a sphere of seas, To wake the memories of a greener land With that brave morning-voice amongst the trees 1 Slipped from the cage, a truant frank and ' bold, Thou seekst a home in leafage never bare, Our Danae tree that blooms in rain of gold, And feeds with honeyed perfume all the airHere mayest thou find a mate, and rest " and build. Grand master of thy wild" and warbling guild. ; But yet I love our pied musician best Such tunes, perhaps, were heard when Morning drew ; . . . , . His bow and struck' oh, Mehmfoi's stony 4 breast, ■.>•-,"• Under old Egypt's rain-forsaken blue. Hear him at dawn ; he tells his thoughts aloud ; Or in our silent evenings, dry and cool, When rosy footprints of the flying cloud Still sparkle from the shallow forest * pool, And where the sunset leaves of light were shed, One planet hangs its golden seed instead. (From "Themes and Variations rfflby rsJ, Glennie Wilson.) i&
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In a Garden, Victoria., Ashburton Guardian, Volume vii, Issue 2420, 3 May 1890
In a Garden, Victoria. Ashburton Guardian, Volume vii, Issue 2420, 3 May 1890
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