A Quiet Corner
MOOD You wove a spell, but the charm of thti spell is broken; I dreamed a dream, but the joy of the dream is past. Now only silence remains, where ;a, greeting was spoken; Closed is the welcoming gate, and tliei great door is fast. Once there was warmth, but now there) remains only sorrow; Once there was laughter,, but hushed! now is all sound of mirth, Once there was incense, whose fragrance was destined to borrow ij And mingle the perfume of every flower on earth./ Once there was light, but now there's; not even a spark, The god is dead, the little temple isi dark. r—J. R. Hastings, Wellington!,
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22100, 4 May 1935, Page 6 (Supplement)
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114A Quiet Corner New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22100, 4 May 1935, Page 6 (Supplement)
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