SHIP OF THE SUN.
Come, O Ship of the Sun, With sails to the south wind spread, Golden sails of the morning, And evening sails of red! Come, 0 Ship of the Sun! The little white cloudy billows Are waiting for thee to pass; The snoTv-white foam of the daisies Is gathering down in the grass! The green of the meadow-ocean, The blue of the sky's own sea, A road shall make for thy gleaming waie And a path for the pride of thee— Come, O Ship of the Sun! Come, 0 Ship of the Sun! 'Neath thy beckoning sails outspread Shall the sands of the Da-wn flash silver* And the cliffs of the Eve glow red! ; Beat up from East to West, With the Day at thy dlpplig rail, With Hope at the helm that guides theey And Summer beneath, thy sail! (WILU H. OGIL.VIB,
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Auckland Star, Volume XLII, Issue 167, 15 July 1911, Page 15
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146Page 15 Advertisements Column 1 Auckland Star, Volume XLII, Issue 167, 15 July 1911, Page 15
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