BEAUTY
The mountains in the distance blue with mist. The swaying willow weeping tears of green, The dainty little snowdrop, so tenderly sunkissed, Are sights as beautiful as ever seen.
The sky at sunrise, streaked with gold and-red, The breakers on the rocks, their showers of spray The shy violet that lifts its graceful head; A cloud made golden in the dying light of day.
The countryside, the peace and stillness there, The laughing brook that gurgles 'neath the trees, The shining golden frocks the .daffies wear; The sweet delightful music of the evening breeze,
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Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22307, 22 January 1938, Page 4 (Supplement)
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