OUR ILLUSTRATION.
A LETTER. Across the field a little lassie goes, With eyes as sad as rainy April day ; The village postman meets her just halfway, And, as the sunlight on the pure blush-rose, So with warm summer flush her sweet face glows; For God has sent the prayed-for news at last, And all the woe of hope deferred is past In the glad peace and joy that now she knows. For as the sun that, long time hid from sight, Pierces at length the blackness of the night, And with its glory Hoods heaven’s eastern gates, Or as refreshing rain whose welcome sound Fills with new life the dry despairing ground, So is a letter to a heart that waits. G. Weatherly.
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Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 282, 10 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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123OUR ILLUSTRATION. Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 282, 10 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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