THE TRUE WIFE.
Flowers spring to blossom where she walks The careful ways of duly: Our hard, stiff lines of life with her Are flowing curves of beauty. Our homes are cheerier for her sake, Our door-yards brighter blooming, And all about the social air Is sweeter for her coming. Unspoken homilies of peace Her daily life is preaching; The still refreshment of the (lew Is her unconscious teaching. Anil never tenderer hint" than her's I'nknits the brow of ailing; Her garments to the sick man's ear Have music in their trailing. Her presence lends its warmth and health To all who come before it. If woman lost us Eden, such As she alone restore it, J. G. whittibs.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIII, Issue 10082, 18 March 1896, Page 3
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119THE TRUE WIFE. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIII, Issue 10082, 18 March 1896, Page 3
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