VALE.
This was the heavenly hiding place "Wherein the spirit laughed, a day, All its proud ivories and fires Shrunk to a shovelful of clay. It must have love, this eilent earth, To leap up at the King’s desire, Moving in such a noble dance Gf wreathed ivory and fire. It will not stir for me at all, Nor answer me with voice not gleam Adieu, sweet-menioried dust, I go After the Master for the dream. —By JE, in The Irish Statesman.
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Otago Witness, Issue 3802, 25 January 1927, Page 74
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82VALE. Otago Witness, Issue 3802, 25 January 1927, Page 74
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