GOOD NIGHT, DEAR FRIEND
No more wo see that face. That well-known figure bent With fourscore years and more Of life that's been well spent; No more we bear that voice, Those cheery words and bright. That kind and soft adieu. Good-night, dear friend, good-night. With hearts to him endeared He could no longer stay. The shadows length’nd grew, The daylight pass'd away : He softly breathed his last. All in the odoamincr light. And whispered as he passed. Good-night, dear friend, good-night. As oft with him we’ve sat. His exploits he would tell : The past ho would bring back. And weave a mystic spell, We loved to listen to His tales of pure delight; But now his story ends, Good-night, dear friend, good-night. In yonder sacred spot. We laid him ’neath the sod Content' to think that he Was resting with bis God; Upon his tomb we placed Immortelles pure and white; And graved on marble slab, “ Good-night, dear friend, goodnight !»» —H. H, Heatley.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 17177, 22 October 1923, Page 9
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164GOOD NIGHT, DEAR FRIEND Star (Christchurch), Issue 17177, 22 October 1923, Page 9
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