FROM “THE HOURS”
Those hours arc best when suddenly The voices of thc world are still, And in that quiet place is heard The voice of one small ginging bird, Alone within his quiet tree; . . . When in a furrowed hill wc see AL beauty in epitome— Those hours arc best; for those belong To the lucidity of song. —John Drinkwater, Poems.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 72, Issue 291, 7 December 1929, Page 18 (Supplement)
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61FROM “THE HOURS” Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 72, Issue 291, 7 December 1929, Page 18 (Supplement)
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