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THE THREE VOICES.

THE ANGBL OF THE PAST.

By the twilifc shores of the ebbing day, As the pallid, less'mng light wares fall With noiseless beat 'gainst night's dark wall, As the quivering roseate sunset ray Fades into the restful niuht shades grey, Kar out of the silence of Death's pale hall Low eoundefch a voice with a shadowy call Of the vanished days that have passed away And ehilleth our hopes with an ioy breath, When the fast leaves drop till the voice doth aay ; Time gone is beyond man's ken, but then At the road's dim ending whloh men oall death, Where the tears of the earth are dried for aye, Ye shall find all your buried past again. THE ANSEL OF THE PRESENT. On the gleaming tide of a boundless sky As In golden barque the gay sun sails, Casting his largesse on mounts and dales Where the people live and the people die, From hi* radiant treaiury on high : There down from the fathomless stilly deep Where orbs in majestic measures sweep, Like a meteor's flash falls a ringing ory— The past is veiled in pale mists of tears, Whithpr foot cannot turn nor the way retraoe ; The future of hope lies, nothing known In the distant glim of the coming years. So gather thee now with a heart of grace, For the present is all can be claimed thine own. THK ANGEL OF THE FUTURE. Stern hills stand black Vainat the quiokening sky In the paling Bast where the star of morn Betok'neth the place of the day new born ; And the night's hosts broken swiftly fly From the spears of the day with a wind-bom ory. The watem glance in the steely light With the joy of hope in the dawning bright. There sounds abroad thro' the orient high, Thro* the world beneath, a clarion voice As herald sent from the Lord of Life— The night shades wane and the darkn°ss flies t The light illumines with a promise choice. With beauty and gladness the future is rife Go in hope till the life light dies.

July 17.

— J. Athhlt.

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Otago Witness, Issue 1903, 24 July 1890, Page 33

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THE THREE VOICES. Otago Witness, Issue 1903, 24 July 1890, Page 33

THE THREE VOICES. Otago Witness, Issue 1903, 24 July 1890, Page 33

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