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O LIKE a Queen's her happy tread, And like a Queen's her golden head 1 But O, at last, when all is said. Her woman's heart forme ! We wandered whore the river gleamed, 'Neath oaks that mused and pines that dreamed. A wild thing of the woods she seemed, Ho proud, and puro, and free ! All heaven drew nigh to hear her sin?, When from hor lips her soul took wing; The oaks forgot their pondering, \ The pines their reverie. And O, her happy queenly tread, And O, her queenly golden head ! But O, hor heart, when all is said, Her woman's heart for mo 1 William Watson, in Spectator.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXII, Issue 9832, 29 May 1895, Page 3
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111SONG. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXII, Issue 9832, 29 May 1895, Page 3
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