MY IDOL.

Otago Witness, Issue 2668, 3 May 1905, Page 82

MY IDOL.

and fair, Like summer rosebud in the sun, "With bine eyes sparkling 'Heath their jett^ curtains' sheen ; Her raven hair . A spider's silky cobweb spun — With «wan-like marble throat — a thrice imperial queen.

A rich red rose Hests proudly on her heart, I see, Kissing its throbbings, hiding all its flutt'ring fear;

And Cupid knows How gladly would I be A rose by prosy, nestling in her bosom there.

She knows it not. The wish that flies upon the wincl About her from, one heart that crushes all its pain Of torrent passions, mutely blind — And sighs despairing for her favouring glanca ~in vain! Unceasingly A pagan worships — one who stoops To kiss the cold, grey ground her fairy foofc has trod, And dreamily >. Love scenes with her m fancy groups; That vanish with the thought, and leave hx3 heart a clod. Foul Fate denies My ■wish her fond, devoted slave To be. To lie and languish in the azure fire Of her piire eves I'd bury love deep in a grave, And make of my despairing heart a. funeral pyr-e. —F. DA. C. De 1/Isle. Dvmeclin, April, 1905.

iWhen other lips aud other hearts With flattering vo'vrs allure, Remember that your truest friend Is "Woods' Great Peppermint Ctjrh. When frosty stars gleam overhead, And earth's in wintry moods, And cold attacks in throat and head, Then you'll remember Woods*