The Tui.
Original. By "BETTY TtOLLETT, Park Ed., Tifirangi (ace 15). PRIZE POEM. I come from out the red-tippedsspirte t of morn, Winged messenger of day, Bringing the echo of a fairy horn From far away. And high upon my leafy minaret I watch the dawn unfold Her silken scarves—a multl-colourcd 71 Ct That fairies hold. I siring upon the flax's crowned stem, Heavy with sweets for me, And stray the smooth leaves that tfit fairies hem With stitchcry.
And drowsing in the silence-heavy noon, 1 watch the. patterned -stream, And hear my fairy voices in its tune— An idle dream. The green-curled buds unfold their wings for me, 'fhc summer valleys doivn; For me the fern-fronds throw thetr tracery Of opening brown. For me. for me, from hill to widening plain, v The warm bush-life is gay, Who bring a fairy message yet again— Herald of day. Who bring a song from that forgotten band, Behind the guarding hill, Where, in a mortal-hidden fairyland, They wander still.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21224, 2 July 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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168The Tui. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21224, 2 July 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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