BESSY BELL
Of all the flowers that bud and blow 'Twixt April and September, Of all the birds that flit and sing, There's none that I remember So dainty sweet, So trim and neat, So tuneful and so tender, As Bessy Bell, That lights the dell, * With Beauty's morning splendour. On yonder hill I've built a cot, And wreathed it round with roses, The cheerful sun in all his course Ko fairer spot discloses ; Ai.d there I'll lend That bonny muid, And nought our love bhall wither, Till, weary giown, Wo lay us down In Death's calm sleep together. H. J. B. September J899.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2379, 5 October 1899, Page 49
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104BESSY BELL Otago Witness, Issue 2379, 5 October 1899, Page 49
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