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Vacation.

O worker, weary with thy work, Worn with thy daily strife, Who knoweth that success is Tain That dreams fade ont of life, Go to thy mother’s heart for rest Deep as thy childhood’s sleep. Her tired children safe and close Thy mother yet can keep. For still ’tis true, as in those day 3 Long past of myth and song. Calm Nature great all-mother is, vVith love and memory long. Find then, thou canst, on Nature’s heart, This solace for tby pain— The joy that blossoms with the grass, The gladness of the grain. The happy breaking into song ... Of brook, and bird, and bee, And of the wind that lifts the ware And bends the willing tree.

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New Zealand Mail, Issue 867, 12 October 1888, Page 4

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120

Vacation. New Zealand Mail, Issue 867, 12 October 1888, Page 4

Vacation. New Zealand Mail, Issue 867, 12 October 1888, Page 4