THE RIVER OF REST.

Otago Witness, Issue 3005, 18 October 1911, Page 70

THE RIVER OF REST.

The beautiful River of Best Lies afar In the West, Where the flowers 'and tho kauri trees are! There the birds Sing all day in the boughs, And 'mid thistle and fern Tho red-spotted cows Tread the grass at each turn, And sweet words Are echoed by breezes that sigh o'er the breast Of the River of Rest. 0 beautiful river! I've wandered your -banks all along In my dreams, When a song Came setting my heart all a-quiver; And oft, by the beams Of the big yellow moon I Lave lain by '.he hour, And climbed, in my fancy, up Heaven's wide tower, To the skie3., Where the stars Their radiance flung to the earth fax below, And the slow, Sad hours crept their courses along ra manifold sighs, Like the waters which drifted away o cr their white sandy bars. 0 beautiful river! Some day I shall take My love from the town where she bides, At her work all day; Where deliver The chimneys their smoke to the skies, And the fond hearts break; And where rides The Rich Man in carriages gay; And we'll rest evermore By your banks where the wild thyme is growing- along your grey shore; And far in th* West See dimly the distant sun set—O my love, O Lenore, - Like the dust of our sorrows—the ghost of cur cares gone before O'er the River of Rest. —E. L. Eyre. Devonpcrt, Auckland.