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Make Me a Song.

Out of eilenoe make me a song, ? Beautiful, sad and soft and low ; - Let the loveliest music sound along And wring each note with wail of woe, • . Dim and drear; As hope's last tear. Out of the silence make a hymn Whose sounds are shadows Boft and dun* Out of the stillness in your heart— A thousand songs are sleeping there— Make me but one, thou child of art, The song of hope in a last despair, Dark and low, • r ' A chant of woe ', m ' Out of the'stillness, tone by tone, ' Soft as a snowflake, wild as a moan Oufof the dark recesses flash me a eong, Brightly dark And darkly bright ; : Let it sweep as a love-stir sweeps along The mystic shadows of the night, - ; gingit sweet, Where nothing is drear, or dark, or dim . And earth songs melt into heaven'f hymns* - - FATHEia Ryan.

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Southland Times, Issue 10200, 4 July 1889, Page 4

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150

Make Me a Song. Southland Times, Issue 10200, 4 July 1889, Page 4

Make Me a Song. Southland Times, Issue 10200, 4 July 1889, Page 4