THE HOUR!
It has come. I have seen its shadow; I had felt the black chill creep; I had hoped against hope to spite, despair; But tho hour has come, And I kneel to it, dumb; iKis black, and dense, and deep.
It is here. I am seated in it; It is frost; it is fire of hell; I had hoped against hope to spite despair; But with chisel of doom It shapens a tomb, And my love and my life lie there.
It will pass—l shall watch it passing; It will pass —I shall hear it go; It will leave me bshind in possession Of a glorious ghost, Of a radiant host, Of my son, who has vanquished the foe! E. M. Stoby. February 3, 1017.
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Otago Witness, Issue 3292, 18 April 1917, Page 48
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127THE HOUR! Otago Witness, Issue 3292, 18 April 1917, Page 48
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