LIFE PICTURES.
A glow at mom : The rose half tempted in blooming-red : Bright hopes just born That ere the eve, must shed Their petals, though we never deem them dead. A warmth at noon. ; Full-souled and odorous ; and life all fair As summer moon, ' ' When stars lace beams as rare As laughter which hath not behind some care. *» . A rest at eve : The ardor and the heat of day is o’er. Hope can deceive No longer : life no more •■->'■■■ Can weave romances from a poet's lore. A hush at night : Wo fold our wings as birds that seek the nest. Earth is bedight With rose no more. The zest Of life sinks with the sunlight in the west. ******** It is no dream, No castle-building time, that we call life ; To catch the gleam Of heaven in the strife, Our toil must tend to roach the better life. There is much room For gratitude, much room for tenderness In all the gloom Of sorrow, much to bless. If we will labor more, and murmer less. Let us not turn To seek in clouds our happiness, but try Euch day to leavn That near home blessings lie. Those die to live who first have lived to dio. —Harriet Kendall.
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New Zealand Mail, Issue 752, 30 July 1886, Page 4
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207LIFE PICTURES. New Zealand Mail, Issue 752, 30 July 1886, Page 4
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