A BROKEN REVERIE.
By glowing ember-light I sit And fall to musing there; And dreams of life tumultuous flit About my study chair. The old camp-life, remembered still-* Those mornings cool and clear; }. Glengarry ribbons whistle shrill j And whip the tingling ear. The flickering flame brings back to mc The camp-Sxe and the song: i In shade and shine again I see The faces of the throng. One turn of Fortune, more or less— The wild life still were mine, And I had revelled in the stress Along the frontier line; Heard still the mellow bugles call, - "- The tramp of marching feet, Till ''Xast Post" sounded over all,—< Such life —and deaths—were sweet! Waking. I turn to watch her face, Who silent knits the while: I count aga-iei each tender grace, , And catch the loving smile. i !■■ A merry voice the silence breaks:: It is the children's hour; And o'er my head my lassie snakes A rippling golden show'rj iTy boy leaps laughing to my kneeSj " And claims to join the fray;— Ah. where were joys as sweet as these In any wilder day? , EDWARD F. SHEPHERD,
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Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 70, 21 March 1908, Page 9
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188A BROKEN REVERIE. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 70, 21 March 1908, Page 9
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