THE SINGER.
Beside the highway, where the world Gees . by, an endless, motley throng, A singer, where bright waters purled, Poured forth his soul in gladsome song. A singer sweet, in modest guise, Who sung of love and azure skies, And watched to see the world's surprise.
And wove sweet words, in sweeteT rhymes, And sang for glory, not for gold, Awaiting for a word, betimes, !To show the world is not all cold. Alas! the 'throng that hurried by Scarce heard the strains in echoes die, Nor saw the singer's misty eye.
For now a ead. a plaintive strain, Helps form .the cadtence of each song, Unconscious to the bard who fain Would pleaso the thoughtless, heedless throng. And lo! a miracle is wrought: The pathos in the songs has brought More homage than th© singer sought.
For all £he world has paused to hear The.songs—pathetic, tender, sweat — That charm with one accord the ear, And scatter blossoms at his feat. The world is sympathetic now, And lasting laurels crown his *brow, For pathos sweet a world ca.n bow. —Shamrock
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Otago Witness, Issue 3003, 4 October 1911, Page 70
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181THE SINGER. Otago Witness, Issue 3003, 4 October 1911, Page 70
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