VAGRANT VERSE
IN STORMY WEATHER
(Written for the Southland Time*.)
Blow, wind, blow and cast on me All the rocks of sharp adversity, Rack me with the bitter, venomed spleen Revealing happier things that might have been.
But as these heavy trials on me fall, While tempters’ voices luring to me call, Grant, O God, the pow’r to face the blast, Stand with my dream, and hold me to it fast.
—Shaun O’Sullivan. Invercargill, Jujie 30, 1928.
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Southland Times, Issue 20526, 30 June 1928, Page 6
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77VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 20526, 30 June 1928, Page 6
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