Original Poetry. "When My Guid Mon's Awa."
The new born day smiles bright and fair, And softly on the summer air Is wafted many a morning song From feathered throat and insect throng} Sweetly singing — Gaily ringing — Far and near their music flinging. Indoors my household tasks I ply With many a Bad impatient sigh. My home is dull and cold to-day, For he, my sunshine, is away. Bleak winds blowing, Coming, going, My soul with loneliness o'erflorongv For tender touch, for loving eye, For cheery tone, in vain I sigh ; In lieu of that most welcome sound, But gloom and silence reign arodndr Cloudy *nd grey, The lively day, Nor ever a gleam to cheer my wayBut now the day is done at last, Each weary hour is safely past; And o : er the evoning sky there glows* The setting sun in gold and rose. Gaily singing, Welcome's ringing, O'er my Love, Love's chains I'm flinging. Cabbie Gbozieb.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1944, 20 December 1884, Page 3 (Supplement)
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201Original Poetry. "When My Guid Mon's Awa." Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1944, 20 December 1884, Page 3 (Supplement)
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