VAGRANT VERSE
THE REMARKABLES. (Written for the Southland Times.) You glorious, rugged, massive range of That tower by silent Wakatipu’s weirs Whose waters kies your lips and drink the tears That headlong fall a-down your creviced What cataclysmic tales your grandeur speaks! What violent ruptures of the darkened years Before man’s powers had fought his pristine fears, And life had settled in the peace it seeks! The magic of the world’s primeval throes Still hovers round your ever-varying heights, The iridescent gleam of sun-lit snows, The mystic, purpling influence of nights. And like a lion couchant calm you lie, Unmoved through all the press of time gone by. H.F* Invercargill, April, 1927»
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Southland Times, Issue 20148, 7 April 1927, Page 6
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112VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 20148, 7 April 1927, Page 6
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