BONNIE JEAN.
iVihen the twilight hovers on land and lea, There cometh a memory sweet to me — A woman sits in careless grace, "With closed eyes and a passionless face, Lost in a gloaming reverie. "Ha! I have caught you napping, Jean!" "Nonsense, Laddie! hae'nin' my een!"
When the twilight hovers on lea and land Once again in the dear old room I stand To see her, aye, in the old arm chair, The glow of the firelight upon her hair,
Lost in a tranquil reverie. "Napping, surely, sweet sister Jean!" "Nonsense, Laddie! hae'rin' my een!" Shadovy visions in the dint twilight, Voices and faces lost to ear and sight, Through a mellow haze from the golden shore Of a love-lit Past, come to us once more,
Playful as this quaint reverie — "Napping, napping, my bonnie Jean!" "Nonsense, Laddie! hae'nin' my. een!" — Rgslyn.
Thames, jST.Z., June, 1904
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Otago Witness, Issue 2623, 22 June 1904, Page 63
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147BONNIE JEAN. Otago Witness, Issue 2623, 22 June 1904, Page 63
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