"BEND OVER ME."
Bend over me, oh great, good trees, Your woven shade's a mat for prayer, And kneeling, I must plead to share Your plentitude of peace ! Plow over me, oh swift, sweet wind, And scatter with the hectic leaf Each crimson shame, and futile grief, That waste the tender mind! Oh Fate, be lightning, whjte to sear ' Each lurking seed of hateful bane! Oh, make my spirit quick with pain, And burn these weeds of fear! MACLEOD. Christchurch.
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Auckland Star, Volume LX, Issue 134, 8 June 1929, Page 1 (Supplement)
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