WHAT SOLACE NOW?

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXXVI, Issue 18017, 4 November 1920, Page 6

WHAT SOLACE NOW?

All made the brain a harp and gave a soul. I dream’d I dream’d that I escap’d and stole Softly to All whose instrument I am. My unresponsive flesh, the sodden dam To all the pent up torrent of my mind’s Desire to make great music like the Winds, Melted away; my naked spirit climb’d Up to the Source. And All conceiv’d and rhym’d A Song of Life in me. The music roll’d Out o'er th’ aetherial plains blue—wide and gold; Sank, echo’d, peal’d, exultant to the stars; In rythmic majesty beat in the bars And free’d men from their narrow, carnal cells. And thro’ th e music rang like silver bells The rhymes. Alas, that I did dream such words— What solace now in bells or singing birds? Some solace was in singing birds and rhymes. In making verse to ring with little chimes. —D.HL.

birth of the children, and must be accompanied by evidence that the parents were married and were in indigent circumstances. Mr Forbes: “How much is it?” Tiie Minister: “It is £1 each.” Mr Forbes made a sound which indicated that he hardly thought it worth while, but the Minister assured him it. was a great honour to receive the bounty, and he suggested that Mr Forbes might endeavour to obtain it for his constituent. Of course Mr Witty suggested that the New Zealand Government might subsidise twins and triplets to the extent of £1 0 each. The Minister: “I can’t promise that. It would mean a lot of money for twins.” Mr Witty: “Cheaper than immigration.” The Minister said that he would submit it to the Minister of Finance.