LONGING.
I'M tired of reckoning nights and days, With never the light of your dear groy eyes, Never an hour of your sunny ways, Never a chalice of a glad surprise. It's not that highways are lashed with rain, Not that by-ways are swept with wind: The world in June would bo bright with pain To this line life that is left behind. I take my road with mine eyes enst down, I speak to others in bare reply. ... There's no onn to look for in all this town, There's no one to meet with beneath this sky. Mine eyes have quarrellod with all things here— The dull things hero that I once thought best. I feel a stranger without you. dear, So far from home and so far from rest. Pleasure expired at your going sweet; The old light tunes are heavy to play, And the old quick rhymes are slow to repeat. . . . I have grown so aged since yon went away. The single beautiful note of your name Is all the music I've known since then. 0 lass, return with your heart tho same. And let me come to my own again. J. J. BELL.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 11059, 10 May 1899, Page 3
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197LONGING. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 11059, 10 May 1899, Page 3
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