THE BIRDS AND THIS LIGHTHOUSE.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume XL, Issue 13191, 27 September 1913, Page 10

THE BIRDS AND THIS LIGHTHOUSE.

Confused, dismayed, they flutter m the gale, Those little ' pinions that have .lost their track; ... The gallant hearts that sped them reel and fail Like, ships aback. Sucked m a magic current, like a leaf Torn from autumnal tree, thtsy drift abroad, But ever pearer to the siren reef,. The ruthless sword. •* * On, on, ■ transfixt and swooning, without check, ... To the lee shore of that bedazzling ,wali; , ~ ■'• • -■- r;. ; *!'c>- -• ■'.--■•*■? Until they strike, and break m uttf r !• .>■ wreck, w_, . ,V ■.^•^ f, .•' ? And founder all. 7 Brave little wings, that sailed tlie storms ao well, Trimmed to the set of every wayward bla^t! Brave little hearts, that never storm could quell, . Beaten at last ' The great sea swallows them, and they are' gone, For ever gone, like bubbles, of the foam; . And the bright star that lured them, shining on, ' " ■ -'■ Still points to home. — From "The Hand ih the Dark," ,by Ada Cambridge. > _