A WINTER NIGHT.
The evening sky was fair. The golden light Among the garden borders dreamed a-while.; Sweet flower-faces, confidently bright, Looked up to meet its smile. The night was still. Through star-strewn spaces wide The travelling moon, down-gazing on my bowers, Saw the frost-fairy summon to her side The spirits of the flowers. The moon leaned low to watch her work her spell Alike on tender bud and petal pale, Ser cold tears tinkled lightly as they fell Upon those flowerets frail. The sunbeams came once more, and pierced my dreams With radiant summons flashed across my bed, . And did not tell mc (false and faithless ... _ beams!) That all my flowers were dead. M. E. GRAHAM.
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Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 76, 28 March 1908, Page 13
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117A WINTER NIGHT. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 76, 28 March 1908, Page 13
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