ORIGINAL POETRY.
THE BUSHMAN'S WISH. When I'm s;one let me sleep iu the forest; Make ray grave beneath the black pines ; Lay me down with my face looking eastward, Where I'll know the sun on me shines. Just a wreath of clematis lay on me, A rata tree plant at my head ; Place a trellis of towhais around me, And that's all I want when I'm dead. The sweet birds of the woodland will cheer me Should I but hrar their beautiful notes, And the breath of the foreat will lull me To sleep as it sighingly fl >»ts. When the rain trickles down through the leaf-loops, And falls pitapat on newly-made mound, It may wake me and stirt me a-weeping, Or mike my long sleep still more sound. Id the f iir forest folds deeply dreaming Laid low iu the solitude's breast— With sweetest calmness all around me, I know I will peacefully rest. A remote spot pick out in the woodland, Away in Borne deep dreaming dell, Where the woodpeckers peck out the bark strips, And tingle their bells in the shell. W. H. Fahiv. Dunedin, July, 1899.
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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2279, 22 September 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)
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190ORIGINAL POETRY. Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2279, 22 September 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)
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