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A SONNET.

"And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression." — Thomson. Unto the child his father perfect seems, Nor loftier doth the little one aspire Than just to gain the eminence of his sire, In whom is virtue's self he fondly deems, Yet comprehends not that which he esteems. When manhood, crowns his life he aimeth higher, On Him of Nazareth fixing his desire, But far above him still the lustre beams; He knows not Him he loves. Yon distant star Shedding its tender light in fitful gleams That guides the mariner home, is r.ot more far Beyond the reach of childhood's vain demands, Craving to pluck it down with outstretched hands, Than is Perfection past our highest dreams.

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Otago Witness, Issue 1241, 11 September 1875, Page 19

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A SONNET. Otago Witness, Issue 1241, 11 September 1875, Page 19

A SONNET. Otago Witness, Issue 1241, 11 September 1875, Page 19