SONG OF A SUFFRAGETTE.
When Phyllis pours the kerosene along the castle stairs How soft and dainty is lier mien, how rapt the look she wears! And ah! what chants could poets sing to spread abroad her praise If near they might be lingering when Phyllis sets the blaze! But of her mad and merry moods the one that I love best Comes when the sombre midnight broods above a world at rest. Below the quiet city sleeps, above the stars are calm, But, oh, the heart within me leaps when Phyllis hurls the bomb! —Exchange
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Sun (Christchurch), Volume I, Issue 112, 17 June 1914, Page 4
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96SONG OF A SUFFRAGETTE. Sun (Christchurch), Volume I, Issue 112, 17 June 1914, Page 4
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