WINTER EVENING AT STEWART ISLANIh
The winter sun drops low, the winter night
Comes softly down upon the wooded hills, "Which all the year are green ; above, the light Of sunset glows, and sky and water fills "With pink and crimson, save where sea meets
shore, And all the glory fsdes — in shadow dies. Like great white biids the fishing boats creep
o'er The sleeping bay, that as a mirror lies So calm, so still; and as they onward creep A light shines, sadden, from the little shed Where each boat lands what harvest she can
reap In the rough straits; the steady light glows red, And trembles on the waters dark below.
The dusk grows deeper, and the fisher turns His little craft to anchor ; one doth go Out towards the point; on board a red fire burns Like a red star, until the screening land Hides ;t from sight; and as the crimson hue Fades from the frosty sky and from the bay, And all grows dim, there flashes into view The warmug lighthouse signal far away, 'Speaking of dangers on that rocky strand. And winter stars shine coldly o'er the deep As night draws close with silence and with sleep. —CLARA SINGER POYNTEH, in Chambers's Journal.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2358, 4 May 1899, Page 49
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209WINTER EVENING AT STEWART ISLANIh Otago Witness, Issue 2358, 4 May 1899, Page 49
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