VAGRANT VERSE
V LIKE A ROAD THAT LEADS AWAY. I like a road that leads away to prospects white and fair. You come upon it suddenly—you canno* seek it out; It’s like a secret still unheard and never noised about; But when you see it, gone at once is every lurking doubt. 1 It winds beside some rushing stream where aspens lightly quiver; It follows many a broken field by many a shining river; It seems to lead you on and on, forever and forever! You tramp along its dusty way, beneath its shadowy trees, And hear beside you chattering birds or # happy, booming bees, And all around you golden sounds, the green leaves’ litanies. . 4 And here’s a hedge, and there’s a cot; and then—strange, sudden turns; A dip, a rise, a little glimpse where the red sunset burns; A bit of sky at evening-time, the scent of hidden ferns —Charles Towba ,
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Southland Times, Issue 19292, 10 July 1924, Page 4
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153VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 19292, 10 July 1924, Page 4
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