MY THOUGHTS ARE WITH THEE
(Song). When day is done, Slowly the sun ■/ Down o'er the plain sinks low; With golden beams Flashing the streams, Setting the world aglow. When Night conies up from the distant sea, Slow stealing across the blue, 'Tis theiu that my thoughts go searching for thee — My own little sweetheart true. My English ro=e of perfume sweet, My pansy true, my violet neat; My bouquet of splendour rare. My thoughts go with thee everywhere. When night is o'er, Proudly once more Daylight sweeps o'er the plain: And soon the moon, 'Neath the lagoon, Sinks back to earth again. When Dawn comes up from the distant sea ,„■ 1. ily the Ni ° ht winds f acle. lis then that my thoughts go searching for thee — My own little blue-eyed maid. My English rose of perfume sweet, My pansy true, my violet neat; My own little bouquet of splendour gay, My thoughts are with thee night and day. — J. Pollard. Christcliurch, September, 1905.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2690, 4 October 1905, Page 74
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165MY THOUGHTS ARE WITH THEE Otago Witness, Issue 2690, 4 October 1905, Page 74
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