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THE FOUR CITIES: MAORILAND.

[Bv ArtiuiH H., Adams, in tue ‘ Bulletin. WELLINGTON. Here, where the surges of a world of sea Break on our hastier'’ ! walls with league-ions sweep, Four fair young queens their lonely splendor keep, Each on a city throned. The first is she Whose face is arrogant with empiry.; -Her.throne from out the wounded hiOside’a steep Is rudely fashioned, and beneath, her creep The narrow streets; and stretching broad and free— Like a green waving meadow—lies the bay, With blossom sails and flowery wavelets flecked. Elate she stands ;’hst brown and wind-blown hair Haloes a face with virgin freshness fair, As she receives, exuberant, erect. The stubborn homage that her sisters pay ( DUNEDIN. And one is dear and loving, and her fact* Is stung with winter's kisses, and is yet With winter’s tears of parting sorrow wot. And all her figure speaks of winsome grace.High on the circling hills her seat has place 1 . Within a bower of the green bush set; And ’neath her feet the city lies—a net Of broad-built streets and green-girt garden space. And high behind, the climbing suburbs crown The city’s battlements; and she who reigns Binds them, her captives, with a moving wire. Proud of her riches and her-broad domains, And on her gleaming city looking down, She needs no new ambition or desire! CHRISTCHURCH.

And one within a level city lies; To whose tree-shadowed streets and parks succeeds A. vista of white roads and bordered meads. Until each suburb in the great plain dies. A crown of clustered spires above her rise; And for a girdle round her form she leads The Avon, green with waving river weeds And swept with swaying willows. And her eyes. Are quiet with a student s reverie, And in the hair that clouds Iter dreaming face* There lurks the fragrance of some older place,. And memories awake to die again. As confident and careless, sorrow free, She waits, the queen of all the golden plain t AUCKLAND. Lulled in sweet sunshine is the last fair queen. As o’er her shining city she holds sway, Her throne in sleeping Eden. And through) grey And red strewn roads and gleaming gardens green. The city goes, and lingering seems to lean To bathe its beauty in the cool, clear bay That out past ile and islet winds its way To the wide ocean. In her hair a sheen Of sunlight lives; her face_ is sweetly pale— A queen that seems too fair and maidenly— Her beauty all too delicate and frail— To hold a sway imperious. But forth, From deep, dark eyes that dreaming seem to be, There shines the strength and passion of the . North! Wellington, M.L.

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THE FOUR CITIES: MAORILAND., Evening Star, Issue 10417, 11 September 1897, Supplement

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THE FOUR CITIES: MAORILAND. Evening Star, Issue 10417, 11 September 1897, Supplement

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