MODERN VERSE
FIDELIS. (Hubert Church.) Fidelis was the word, A rosebud smile the wand To touch my soul that stirred All ecstasy beyond. Like a soaring bird. The bird is in the skies, My heart was even there. Where summer’s cradle lies Rocked by a secret air Slipped from Paradise. The summer light it goes, The bird away it flies. And love is one with those i The rose that never dies Never was a rose.
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXIV, Issue 53, 13 February 1934, Page 5
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76MODERN VERSE Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXIV, Issue 53, 13 February 1934, Page 5
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