Versemakers' Corner
THE" MERRY TUI. (Original.) Oh I blithe and merry tui Clinging to a clematis vine. Are you drunk with dew Or is it kowhal wlnef Perhaps it's Spring That mnkes you merry. As you wing To eat the luscious berry. Or is It the babbling brook That makes you happy, As It Jumps from nook to nook And in and out each cranny? But what e'er It is You happy *vi It brings me peace «t mind, "JOX GKKfil" (15), Miramar,
FLOWER FANTASY. Roses are the flowers of morning, Royal roses wet with dew. Radiant roses, swaying, swinging. Where the birds soar upwards singing. And the sweep of misty mountains Mass their might on burning blue. NIGHT. (Original.) Night comes dropping—dropping slow. Dnrk and empty is the sky till—lol A solitary star twinkles bright; More appear till the sky Is light; Slowly the new moon rises high Then goes sailing calmly by, But when they grey dawn is near All this beauty begins to disappear. "BUSH ELI"' (12).
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Evening Post, Volume CXXXII, Issue 89, 11 October 1941, Page 13
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170Versemakers' Corner Evening Post, Volume CXXXII, Issue 89, 11 October 1941, Page 13
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