AT A FLORIST'S FEAST.
Stay, oh, stay, ye winged hours! The winds that ransack east and west Have breathed perfumes upon our flowers, More fragrant than the phoenix’ nest; Then stay, oh, stay, sweet hours! that ye May witness that which Time ne’er see. Stay a while, thou feathered scytheman, And attend the queen of flowers; Show thyself for once a blithe man, Gome, dispense with a few hours: Else we ourselves will stay a while And make our pastime, Time beguile. —Matthew Stevenson, in “ Occasions Offering” (1654). illllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllillllilllllllll
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 18576, 26 September 1928, Page 5
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89AT A FLORIST'S FEAST. Star (Christchurch), Issue 18576, 26 September 1928, Page 5
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