VAGRANT VERSE
THE RING. Dear lover, keep this , ring, Sapphire she loved so much, Before old time took wing And beauty’s hand lost touch. Often with her blue eyes Pondering she looked on it, As the clear azure skies In rain-pools are relit. Strange that a ring should live When she that wore it’s gone, Who life to you could give, And lustre to a stone. —Ernest Rhys,
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Southland Times, Issue 22470, 3 January 1935, Page 6
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68VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 22470, 3 January 1935, Page 6
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