SOLILOQUY.
The weary toil of day was o'er, And lovely calm and bright The moon looked down and shed around A soft and solemn light. I oped my casement sash and breathed The puro and balmy air, I gazed upon the starry sky, And on the moon so fair. But soon my thoughts from these vrere turned A thrill crept o'er my frame, For un tliis still nnd lovely night Tiler? rose a low sweut strain., A strain of music soft and sad, A touching tale of woe, Oh ! how that song brought back to me Days past and long ago. And as the plaintive notes swelled out In cadence rich and clear, Okl mem'riiis rushed unbidden back Which caused a falling tear. The moonlit air was filled with forms, And visions sad and bright ; Old friends long buried in the tomb, Appeared before my sight. But as I mused, the soyg was hushed, ' And thero the spell was gone, My vision fled, and vith a sigh — I closed :uy casement down. Eliza Wiixsox. Invercargill, Ist Feb., 1836.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume I, Issue 16, 22 March 1866, Page 3
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178SOLILOQUY. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume I, Issue 16, 22 March 1866, Page 3
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