THE FOWLER
A wild bird filled the morning air With dewy-hearted song; I took it in a golden snare Of meshes close and strong. But where is now the song I heard? For all my cunning art, I who would house a singing bird Have caged a broken heart. —Wilfred Gibson.
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Timaru Herald, Volume CXLV, Issue 21180, 29 October 1938, Page 26 (Supplement)
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51THE FOWLER Timaru Herald, Volume CXLV, Issue 21180, 29 October 1938, Page 26 (Supplement)
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