NOW AT EVE.
The rain fell all the day, and now at eve The woods are smiling from their bath of
showers ; In beauty as intangible they live As of all fragile things, and frailest flowers ; Earth must be happy in such garments
dressed I What cool delight must dwell beneath those
trees ! With Heaven’s own baptism they have been blest, Devout, all Nature seems brought to her knees; In holy offices of love outspent.
Thus are the fairest of earth's fair ones purged, That they might feel the chastening of the
rain Teaching love's secret attribute of pain ; Oh never death was, yet newborn emerged A flower of life from its own cerement.
—Evan J. Thomas, a young Fleet street journalist of great promise, who died recently. His death in the 'twenties is recognised by the discerning as a great loss.
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Otago Witness, Issue 3994, 30 September 1930, Page 68
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142NOW AT EVE. Otago Witness, Issue 3994, 30 September 1930, Page 68
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