A Quiet Corner
ELF-WINDS I always feel these little winds that rise When night creeps down Have birth in that strange storied land of old That edges childhood's little world with gold, And thence are blown Across the space, and down earth's sleeping skies. For I have listened, when alone at night, And I have caught The lilt of laughter and the echoes gay Of fairy voices, very far away; And I have thought I saw the flashings' of a lantern light. There was a time when I was very near That storied land; Its little folk ■ were precious friends to me, Real, living beings that my eyes could see, A merry band .Who helped to gladden many a childhood year. But T broke faith with fairies long ago; I did not keep The heart of youth they know and understand—- , They barred the gateways of the storied land. *«*■»♦ I always weep \\hen iu the night"l hear the elf-winds blow. ' Ivy F. Smytheman, Papatoetoe.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22142, 22 June 1935, Page 6 (Supplement)
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164A Quiet Corner New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXII, Issue 22142, 22 June 1935, Page 6 (Supplement)
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