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SOMETIME.

Pomotime you'll think of theso summer days. Dreamily fading In purplo haze. Pomntimo, with a thrill of pa c slonote pain. You 11 longfortheir Bweot:iCsß ov.; again. Sometime you'll liatcn.in s'lence lone. For a girlish voice thut was all your own. You will watch for a gleaming figure fair. White-robed and noiseless, with .ailing: hair. Fometime in your dreominaralittlo band Will linger in youra at lovo's sweet demand ; And, gazing deep in tha luminous eves That made for your ligMitj paradise. Tho light, the music undodorous calm Ot tbi-i golden-crowned summer will linger like bilm, TiU, starting, I wake to olasp but air. And list to o fleeting footstep there. Sometime you'd give all tho wise world's praise For one of those vanishing summer days; For j vi t ono leaf from the swar i flg houghSometime you'd clasp it; ah why not now. Ere the lingering light of the perfect dayHas faded, for ever.in «§gS»nLm_W.'

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Auckland Star, Volume XVII, Issue 202, 28 August 1886, Page 5

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SOMETIME. Auckland Star, Volume XVII, Issue 202, 28 August 1886, Page 5

SOMETIME. Auckland Star, Volume XVII, Issue 202, 28 August 1886, Page 5