ORIGINAL VERSE.
■-•■ —t CHBISTCHTJRCH LIGHTED UP. If you would seer our City at iber beat Go when the winter twilight, grey and ©old, her in soft fog-draperies, fold on fold, And there dwells yet a callow sheen in the west; Then like a princess for a ball she's dreat. Kobcd in rich purples, gorgeous to behold, Starred with ten thousand £>inta of wink ing gold, And a great jewel blazing on hex breast. So should hare shone the angels' watch flro bright , Through the pale dusk of that tremendoui even When Michael's millions kopt their watch, and ward, Bating a breathing space in the grand fight, Upon the steep confines of utmost heaven, Waiting the time and coming ol their Lord. ; A.W.
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Press, Volume LII, Issue 15679, 26 August 1916, Page 7
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122ORIGINAL VERSE. Press, Volume LII, Issue 15679, 26 August 1916, Page 7
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