ONE NIGHT.
One night, as seeming common as this hour. Perchance Will Shakespeare penned- a hurried pace. Or Chancer launched his knights and monks nnd squires Upon their tar. immortal pilgrimage. Perchance —who knows?—from dreams of wine and Rons An ode of Horace sprang one far. fair night. Or legendary Sappho set in vain A snare of words for love's swift blinding light. And Blake might muse, drugged with the dew of stars, Or Shelley, with the rapture of the lark— E'en so this night who knows what deathless lines Are surging on the thought-waves through the dark* —CHRISTINE COMBER. Sydney.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 224, 21 September 1935, Page 1 (Supplement)
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