"GRANNY."

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume LXII, Issue 9595, 5 February 1910, Page 7

"GRANNY."

Seated there so still aud saint-like, in „,*he fire-light's fitful ray, Ol Mpered from the world that worries, "ften I would have you say 11 you live in spirit near us, or iv spirit far away?

Qft I watch the dream-shapes drifting, like cloud-shadows on the wiud, -Ptoui the dim, long-sealed recesses— old, old chambers of your mmd — O'er your face, aud dim a moment, those dear eyes so good aud kind. And, in happy, sweet communing with your many saiuted ones, J I have thought your spirit winging other worlds aud brighter suns, When you sat you down a-siugiug in your quaint old trills and runs. Yes, those eyes look good and tender, thro , the glasses, golden rimmed; They have known the flame, the lovelight, aud the pain that burned and dimmed, When the chalices of tear-drops, with their crystals, over-brimnifid. Aud your hair, what hand caressed it —parted it above your brow? What lips kissed its silken tresses, as Jtme flame-light kisses now, Liliffa lover, in fulfilment of some r solemn, sacred vow? Was it gold, or was it ebon, in the days of long ago? Did it wave iv shining eddies? I might ask the dead, who know; rßat I would not question any—more than gold I love the suow. Did the inauly come to woo you, in your scarce-remembered days? Brought they gifts of flowers aud homage in their gentle, courtly ways? Did they flatter? None could flatter, where they scarce could overpraise. Did you charm them with your beauty, when in festal halls you met? Surely, for they still attend you, aud r you curtsey to them yet, ' Passiug radiant, star-like, queenly, thro' the stately minuet. Oh ! I kuow not ali the loving, or the sorrows you befell; These are sacred tilings, most holy, secret wtiere the dead ones dwell; But I kuow, tho' none e'er told me, none could love but loved you well.