The Ladies' Column.

Otago Witness, Issue 1419, 1 February 1879, Page 33

The Ladies' Column.

INDIRECTION.

(By Colonel Ream.) Pair are the flowers and the children, but their

subtle suggestion is fairer ; Rare is the roseburst of dawn, but the secret

that clasps it is rarer ; Sweet the exultanco of song, but the strain that

precedes it is sweeter ; And never was poem yet writ, but tho meaning

outniastered the meter. Never a daisy that grows, but a mystery guideth

the growing ; Never a river that flows, but a majesty scepters

the flowing ; Never a Shakespeare that soared, but a stronger

than ho did unfold him ; Nor ever a prophet foretells, but a mightier

seer hath foretold, him. Back of tho canvas that throbs, tho painter is

hinted and hidden ; Into the statue that breathes, the soul of tho

sculpture is bidden ; Under the joy that is felt lie tho infinite issues

of feeling ; Crowning tho glory revealed is tlie glory that crowns the revealing. Great are the symbols of being, but that which

is symboled. is greater ; Vast the create and behold, but vaster the iv

ward creator ; Back of the sound broods tho silence, back of the gift stands the givhig, Back of the hand that receives Uivill the eensi-

tive nervoi of l'eceiving. Spice ia ns nothing to spirit, fclio deed is outdone by the doing ; The heart of tho wooer ia warm, but warmor (,Uo heart of the wooing ;

And up from the pita where these shiver, and up from the heights where those shino, Twin voices aud shadows swim starward, and the essence of life is divine.