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WHAT THE WAVES SING.

Now the waves sing me a merry song, Now they sing me a song of sorrow ; . To-day they exult in the music of hope, And they moan in despair to-morrow. Now they chant softly, "The world is fair, And all hearts may be true and loving ; Anon they Bhout hoarsely that evil is rife, And no heart but is false in the proving. And thus the waves sing to ray changing mood — To the tune that my heart is making ; They laugh when I laugh, and they weep when I weep, And they sigh when my heart is aching. And ever I feel, as my mood is cast

With th« changes time is winging. The tale that my heart would tell, is best told In the songs that the waves are singing. — Katherine Hazeiavood. Mount Martha, June 1894.

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Otago Witness, Issue 2104, 21 June 1894, Page 39

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WHAT THE WAVES SING. Otago Witness, Issue 2104, 21 June 1894, Page 39

WHAT THE WAVES SING. Otago Witness, Issue 2104, 21 June 1894, Page 39