RONDEL.
For this is the soul of song and the aim of strife: That we battle our way and mock the car© and the rust, And grow grim .and worn in the smoke and ■the dust. And what is cur gain? 'Tis the deep joy of life. In the idle garden of dreams the weeds spring rife, 'Neath the laurelled archos of thought unbition turna to lust. For this is the soul of song and the aim of strife: That wo battle our way and mock the care and the rust. The blast of n -"ttlo, the toil, and the tempered k~ re, The deeds we should do, and the weary days that face we must. And time is unfair and cruel, and love i'3 unju&i, Still, it's O for the faith of a. lover or friend thro' life—■ For thia is the soul of song .and the aim of strife. —L. von Kaulbach.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2913, 12 January 1910, Page 74
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154RONDEL. Otago Witness, Issue 2913, 12 January 1910, Page 74
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