A SONG OF WAIPORI.
Treeless and bare are its barren hills, But its mountains are famous in story ; The goldseeker loved in the golden days l The shores of the brown Waipori. There, where the kingly Lammerlaws rise, White with snow or with sunlight golden, He dwelt whom I loved in the days bo free — Days we speak of now as the olden. Then life was bright and our hearts were young, In the time of the golddigger's glory — Now my locks are white and my eyes are dim, And 'tis far to the brown WaiporL A vision comes back of that care-free time, And I weep, for a sadness comes o'er me— Stalwart forms, kindly faces, and clearer than all Comes the face which is ever before me. Oh, these bleak hills they come back to me With a young heart's grief-laden story — For he whom 1 loved filh a drunkard's grave On the shores of the brown Waipori ! February 1897 Mara. — The woutds of Love are q-acbest hetled by another dart from hia bow,.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2244, 4 March 1897, Page 41
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176A SONG OF WAIPORI. Otago Witness, Issue 2244, 4 March 1897, Page 41
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