OCTOBER.
Where fountains sing and many waters meet, October comes with blossom-trammelled feet. She sheds green glory by the wayside rills And clothes with grace the haughty-featured hills. This is the queen of all the year. She brings The pure chief beauty of our southern springs. Fair lady of the yellow hair! Her breath Starts flowers to life, and shames the storm to death; Through tender nights and days of generous sun By prospering woods her clear strong torrents run; In far deep forests, where ail life is mute, Of leaf and bough she makes a touching lute. Her life is lovely. Stream,, and wind, and bird Have seen her face—her marvellous voice have heard; And, in strange tracts of wildwood, all day long, They tell the story in surpassing song. —l-lenry Kendall
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Timaru Herald, Volume CXXV, Issue 17773, 8 October 1927, Page 9
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133OCTOBER. Timaru Herald, Volume CXXV, Issue 17773, 8 October 1927, Page 9
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