VAGRANT VERSE
THE ORETI ANTHOLOGY. 174.—SONNET: RACE. (Written for the Southland Times.) But I would meet immortals face to And crown the hour with glory where I can; For Life is an inconsequential span If it cannot share Beauty, Joy, and Grace, And dwell with noble craftsmen who will place The word and work in that all generous plan Which puts the blood, the heart, and mind of man Into a fine epitome of Race. So when the world shall idly turn aside To cheer for some false hero of the hour, There are those other names to stir my pride, There is an earlier day of English power, There are the Dead, beyond both Time and Tide, Who built an Empire stronger than a tower. —Southerner. Invercargill, November 12.
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Southland Times, Issue 20641, 13 November 1928, Page 4
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130VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 20641, 13 November 1928, Page 4
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