A Thrush's Song.
BY E. BLAIR OLIPHANT. A song of exultation, strange and sweet: What hidden dreams of spring within thy breast Console thee in that passionate strain expressed ? A poor caged captive in a narrow stroet — No respite from the fret of passing feet — No listening mate, no outspread wing, no neat. Yet visions of some inward charm possessed Make blissful freedom of thy sad retreat. If I, a captive singer, for one hour Upon the confines of such joy might stand, I, too, should share thy courage and thy power. Give me one glimpse of thine enchanted land, I, too, would utter transport. None should guess A broken heart that sings of happiness.
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New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 18
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115A Thrush's Song. New Zealand Mail, 3 December 1896, Page 18
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