A WOMAN'S BIRTHDAY.
It is the Summer's great last heat, It is the Fall's first chili ; they ireet. Dust in the grss?, dust in the sir, Dust in the grave, and even where I Ah, late rose, eaten to the heart : Ab, bird, vthr-sc southward yearnings start; The one may lal?, ihe other fly. "Why may not I ? Why may not I ? Oh Life ! tbat pave me for my dower The huifcing song, the worm-gcawed
flower. Let drop the rose from your shrunk breast And blow the bird to some warm nest ; Flush out your dyinp colors fast : The la^t deed leaf wil 1 be the last. No ? Must I v-caryonr pilous smile A little while, a little while ? Tbe withering frorld accepts her fate Of wist and moaning, soon or late ; She bad the dew, the rcent, the spring And upward rapture of the wiu<r ; Their time is pone, and with it they. And am I wooing Youth to stay In these dry ds»ys, that still would he Not fair to me, not fair to me ? If Time has stained with gold the hair, Should he not gather greymss there ! Whatever gifts he chose to make. If he has given, shall he not take ? His hollow hand has room for all The beauty of the \\ orld to fall Therein. I give my little part With aching heart, with aching hear.
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Clutha Leader, Volume I, Issue 46, 27 May 1875, Page 7
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231A WOMAN'S BIRTHDAY. Clutha Leader, Volume I, Issue 46, 27 May 1875, Page 7
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