A TWILIGHT REVERIF.
When the sad hour of twilight throws grey shades o'er earth and sky, And birds in the ivy nestle close, and winds just stir and sigh ; Then memory bids me thread again the green spring paths of life With tliee, dear partner of my youth, my lost, my honoured wife ! I take thee by the hand again, and. o'er the thymy hills We wander to the v/ooded dell, or by the babbliiig rills , Where every bird that sings aloft, or insect humming near, A song of youth and happy love pours in our dreaming ear. 'Twas on a night as fair as this, that, lingering in the glade, Whose meeting branches wove for us a fragrant, hallowed shade, I told the old, old tale to thee, and quelled my rising fears In the soft joy of thy blue eyes, o'er-brimrned with happy tears. I do not know where Heaven is, nor what the angels are — What everlasting bliss can mean, or whether near or far. I do not know where Heaven is; but only this I know, Thy love, thy beauty, made for me a Paradise below ! Ah! Heaven is good to light for us, 'mid Life's dark day of wrath, One clear bright lamp of happy love, to cheer us on our path. It shines though all be gloom around — it points the misty shore Where fears shall end in perfect trust, and tears be shed no morel February, 1900. — H. J. B.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2399, 22 February 1900, Page 53
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247A TWILIGHT REVERIF. Otago Witness, Issue 2399, 22 February 1900, Page 53
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