SWANSONG OF A TUI.
(Original, by "Huia Featlier")
The tui has a golden voice; how often is it heard? The time is long since Wellington last saw the Tui-bird. The Tui, little Parson-bird, the mimicker, the rare, The greatest songster of our land, is dying year by year. Like our great primeval forests that belted blue to blue In days gone by, the Tui-bird is slipping from us too. — ■ With the brave old warrior chieftains, the Rangatiras sage, Tohungas wise and hoary, ivho moulded age on age. We're forging on, we're progressing, as recklessly-as blind. And old enchanting Maoriland is falling far, behind.
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Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 105, 6 May 1933, Page 7
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103SWANSONG OF A TUI. Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 105, 6 May 1933, Page 7
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