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Loss and Gain.

I sorrowed that the golden day was dead, Its light no more the country side adorning; But whilst I grieved, behold !—the East grew red With morning. I sighed that merry spring was forced to go, And doff the wreaths that did so well become her ; But whilst I murmured at her absenes, lo ! ’Twas summer.’ I mourned because the daffodills were killed By burning skies that scorched my early posies ; But whilst for these I pined my handß were filled With roßes. Half broken-hearted I bewailed the end Of fliendships than which none had once seemed nearer ; But whilst I wept I found a newer friend, And dearer. And thus I learned old pleasures are estranged Only that something better may be given ; Until at last we find this earth exchanged For Heaven. —Good Words.

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New Zealand Mail, Issue 879, 4 January 1889, Page 4

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139

Loss and Gain. New Zealand Mail, Issue 879, 4 January 1889, Page 4

Loss and Gain. New Zealand Mail, Issue 879, 4 January 1889, Page 4