HE TANGI MAORI.
A MAORI DIEGE. Fly onward, gentle spjrit, to the lealms Where golden day nnist in thy presence leign Soar from the region of abiding night, Where thou hast loft me to bewail alone.
Leap from the world, and, leaving,
Cast from thee afar All meiiiories of the days that, passing swift, Didst knit with meshes sweet My throbbing heait to thine. Look back, O Hine, from the depths And see thy Hori standing here, "With eyes tear-dimmed, that scan the spirit
track "Which thou hast trod
Ah! me
And I, as storm-racked waka, far at sea, Enveloped -with the midnight's dread alarms, Must strive alone, yet steadfast gaze upon yon
star, Whose ladiance gilds the path to thee,
So, of thy love bereft, I linger here, Yet patient wait the hour that cal's me hence, When foith like homing bird I fly, And Mini" opes the gate for me. — J. M. Peebles.
June, 3905. * Mini: The goddess guarding the Gates of Death.
HE TANGI MAORI.
Otago Witness, Issue 2674, 14 June 1905, Page 63
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