VNFOROOTTEN,
The terrace walls are gleaming white, The vine-clad hills the forests crown, And all the grey steep-streeted town la tilled with sunset's amber light. My eyes familiar landmarks seek, Loved spots that grove of pine o'ershadoa, And one by one shines out and fades Of distant Alps each well-known peak, Then twilight's curtain slowly slips Adown the dome of violet skies, Till all the quiet valley live , Soft shrouded in a brief eclipse, I rest upon the fountain's brim, Heneath the stars' sweet tranquil light; fc How often through a summer night I've watched from here those stars grow dim I Life's stream has Sowed so gently on In this fair spot But whore is she Who made a Paradise for me Of Swabian hills in days agoue? O love etir that bo early set! Though Time may yet assuage in part The longing of my loaely heart. And .bring me peace— l ne'er forget. nwmxm to tto Argosy.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXII, Issue 9808, 1 May 1895, Page 3
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