LADIES' PAGE.
Having appointed a lady to conduct this "page we have to request that all communications upon domestic matters, dress, cuisine, dkc. dec., he addressed to Madame Elise, of the Inew'Zeala.nd Mail.
SPRING SONG
[•phe first English song ever set to music, date A.D. 1300.] _ Summer is-i-comen in, Lhude sing cuccu ; Groweth fed. and bloweth med, And springith tlie ude nu, Sing cuccu.
Awe bleteth after iamb, Lliouth after calve cu : Buliuc stertetli, buck verteth, Mur'e sing cuccu, Cuccu, cuccu, Wei singes cuccu ; Ne svvik thow nawer nu, Sing cuccu nu, Sing cuccu.
Summer is coming, Loudly sings cuckoo ; Groweth feed and bloweth meed And springetli the wood now, Sing cuckoo.
Ewe bieateth after lamb, Loweth cow after calf; Bullock starteth, buck verteth, Merrily siug cuckoo ; Well singest thou, cuckoo ; Nor cease to sing now, Sing cuckoo now. Sing cuckoo.
AS AGE CREEPS ON APACE.
BY NATHAN D. TJRNER. i 'WTien loving hearts and loving bands That lent our youth their grace Still twine the soul with flowery hands As age creeps on apace. And hands of loved ones gone away Seem still ours palm to press, Or on the wrinkling brow to lay Their shadowy, sweet caress, Then their bath been no waste of powers, The glory of the Past is ours !
Traits lost to earth remain upon The heart’s rich canvas limned, In smiles bequeathed a helpmeet gone The old smile keeps undimned : A lost child’s love may still shine out From some sweet grandchild s face, To cheat despair and bailie doubt, As age creeps on apace, ■While faith above and love beneath With emerald twine our autumn wreath
Look long within the love-deep eyes Of husband, wife or child: Their light, reflected from the skies, May, in bereavement wild, Yet comfort thee when worn and old In likenesses divine. Though broke the die and lo3t the mould • The casts replendent shine, - Or, failing, gem with joy the walls Of Memory's crowded picture-halls.
Then grieve not to grow old and sere, -Ifconly Love remain, Transmitted or unchanged, to cheer Thy sadness or thy pain ; For, laureled with affections new Wherein the old we trace, Forever fresh; forever true. As age creeps on apace, There can have been no waste of powers. The glory of the Past is ours !
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New Zealand Mail, Issue 764, 22 October 1886, Page 4
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382LADIES' PAGE. New Zealand Mail, Issue 764, 22 October 1886, Page 4
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