REMEMBRANCE.

Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 76, 28 March 1908, Page 11

REMEMBRANCE.

O unforgotten lips, grey haunting Soft curving cheeks and hcart'-rememc' bered brow, "'" >' It is all true, the old love never dies' $ And, parted, we must meet for evej) now. I We did not think it true!; We did not think ....(' Love meant this universal cry of pain* This crown of thorn, this vinegar to. drink," . ; This lonely crucifixion o'er again. ■ Yet through the darkness of the sleejr less night Your tortured face comes meekly ans swering , mine; Dumb, but I know why those mute lips are white, Dark, but I know why those dark" lashes shine. .. ~""\ O love, love, love, and what if this should '•be —■•■■- ■■:"■ For through God's Eternity? IF MY VERSES HAD WINGS. < Si mes vers avaient dcs ailes, Dcs ailes comme un oiseau. If my verses had wings like a bird, To thy garden of perfume and light They -would flutter with timid delightf : If my:verses had wings like a bird. If my verses like fairies had wings, To thy fireride at eve they would fly, .1 There to sparkle and gladden thine eyej If my verses like fairies had -wings. ■ Pure pinions around and above, All day would hover and gleam; .' They -would whisper; at night 'to 41ijf dream, "-" '_.( .If my-verses iwere winged lite love. —Erom the Frenctt ofJiV&tor "Eug<%