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THE SEASONS.

I risked no more of Autumn than a sigh For Summer dead, and with a sigh she came. But of such healing air its passing by (Stirred Summer's ashes to ;i living flame; And the twin seas sang—There is no death While beauty lives and love rcmemberelh. I asked of Winter, bowed beneath his snows, And racked by storms, how ho sustained his fate, His winds lirotighfc answer—From my cloudy woes Tears for Earth's healing I precipitate; Where, without Winter, were tho smiles of Spring ? Where, without sorrow, joy in anything? —Thomas Thornley.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVI, Issue 20229, 13 April 1929, Page 7 (Supplement)

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THE SEASONS. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVI, Issue 20229, 13 April 1929, Page 7 (Supplement)

THE SEASONS. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVI, Issue 20229, 13 April 1929, Page 7 (Supplement)