"MARRIED."
It ia cosy here to-nighfc By a fireside warm and bright; Sue rocks the cradle m the cheerful glow; As my pipe draws sweet and free, Thronging memories come to me Of wild and giddy nights spent long ago. , Sue is singing a hush song, Whilst the cradle rocks- — ding! dongl The firelight flicker glints with gold her hair; " As I sip my hot-spiced wine, And I know this home is mine, I fepl more happy than a king, I'll swear 1 I meet my old-time pals And the red-lipped bright-eyed gals, We^talk of many a festive race we ran; Of the pranks. we played— the larks 1 In the wine-bars and the parks— And then they say: "You poor old married man I" A cold wind howls to<-night Rounft my crib. But what delight To puff my pipe and watch the fire-flame sparks? As I dream of nights of old, , When I made love m the cold, I pity those poor lovers m the parks!
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NZ Truth, Issue 60, 18 August 1906, Page 7
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167"MARRIED." NZ Truth, Issue 60, 18 August 1906, Page 7
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