THE RIVERS OF GOLDEN BAY
| (Original) i You may travel to a far-off land To fish or to fossick for prey, ) But to me there’s nought like fossicking 1 ■ In the Rivers of Golden Bay. «• j 1 I’ve been shovelling sand and shingle \ For the water to wash away. And I’ve fished for golden specimens , In the Rivers of Golden Bay. And, oh what a thrill wh n you see them! \ As they gleam in the pan you sway , You talk of your grains and penny- 1 weights On the Rivers of Golden Bay. j Who knows but around the next corner Somewhere, sometime, perchance today. That dream you had of Eldorado Just might come true at Golden Bay Would that 1 had a musical ear To interpret the t nes they play, As they skip and d" 1 ce, and leap and glide. Those bright divers of Golden Bay. I’ve watched them go through every Phase, From gentle stream to angry grey. Roaring with laughter, because they hide Millions in gold round Golden Bay But there’ll come a day, vhen man will find That reef they have hidden away And then we shall see ome old-time scenes On the Rivers of Golden Bay J MICKELSON Rockville. 12th June, 1940.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 15 June 1940, Page 3
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210THE RIVERS OF GOLDEN BAY Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 15 June 1940, Page 3
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