AOTEA ROA. (The Long White Cloud.) A J ights of beauty, skies star-dusted; days of golden sunny hours; £7 venings rich with fragrance, perfumed breath of sleeping flowers. W arbling birds, with notes of silver, seek their nests at close of day, Z ephyr-borne, the sound of Church bells sweetly comes from far away. R ver-changing light and shadows on the hill-sides drift and die, s the sun in rising glory gilds anew the eastern sky. A akes and mountains; mighty glaciers, draw the stranger from afar J\ nd the wanderer finds his compass in the glowing evening star. N ight draws on, the darkness gathers and the Southern Cross gleams bright, D aylight dies —the silvered landscape bows before the Queen of Night. Little daughter of the Homeland, ’tranced on thy shores we stand. Worshipping thy magic wonders.—Our New Zealand — Maoriland! BERYL WINDSOR 118, Southampton Street, Sydenham.
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/TS19291217.2.146.12.1
Bibliographic details
Star (Christchurch), Issue 18946, 17 December 1929, Page 9 (Supplement)
Word Count
148Page 9 Advertisements Column 1 Star (Christchurch), Issue 18946, 17 December 1929, Page 9 (Supplement)
Using This Item
Star Media Company Ltd is the copyright owner for the Star (Christchurch). You can reproduce in-copyright material from this newspaper for non-commercial use under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International licence (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0). This newspaper is not available for commercial use without the consent of Star Media. For advice on reproduction of out-of-copyright material from this newspaper, please refer to the Copyright guide.