GOD’S WORLD.
° world,_ I cannot hold thee close enough! inv, winds, thy wide prey skies, Ihy mists, that roll and rise! Thy woods this autumn day that echo and sag And all but cry with colour 1 That gaunt era? To cnishi To lift the lean of that block bluff! World, "oriel, I cannot pot thoe close enough! But never know I this. Hero such a passion is As stretoheth me apart—Lord, I do fear Thoust made the worls too beautiful this year; My soul is all but out of me; let fall No burning leaf.; prithee, let no bird call.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 19833, 27 December 1919, Page 6
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101GOD’S WORLD. Star (Christchurch), Issue 19833, 27 December 1919, Page 6
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