THISTLEDOWN.
—The Quiver.
Faiky frigate on airy seas, Sport of the sun-lime, toy of the breeze, Oared by a myrid feathered sprays, Moored by a myriad silver rays, What is thy fright, O Thistledown ? Wafted, winged, on a v iewless tide, Launched on a breezy ocean \\ ide, Thither and hilher thy fair bark rides, What if* thy freight, 0 Thistledown ? Loose the moorings and drop the seed! Delicate cable and gossamer thread, Silvery sail and feathery oar Needeth the Thistledown now no more. What is thy freight, O Thistledown ? A tiny seed in cradle fair, Borne on the waves of the summer air, The germ of a life, though veiled, we see, A beautiful possibility — This is thy seed, O Thistledown. Wonderous care for a Thistle seed ! Parables writ on wings of a weed Reverent eyes may wondrous see, And precious truth in this argosy. This is thy freight, O Thistledown. Of the cords of love and restraining bands ! The wafting wings and the silken strands ! Cradling the life of the hidden seed, Germ of the life that is life indeed, Safe as thy seed, O Thistledown !
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Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2134, 13 March 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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187THISTLEDOWN. Waikato Times, Volume XXVI, Issue 2134, 13 March 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)
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