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PIGEONS With flutterlngs My pigeons come; Silvery wings Flash in the sun As though soft clouds Hart left the Sky Tn lovciy crowns! . . . Oh why should I Re so much blessed, 1 only gave A cote for rest. Where they might have A home from (light; 1 dirt not guess This dear delight Of Friendliness ! •ETHEL TALBOT
TO PAINT THE HILLS. As far as you may follow with the eyes, The hills rise slowly from the valley floor, Shedding a purple radiance that lies In air, like music that, we hear no more; Purple, that, at once will he revealing Blue, that a midnight sky has Brought to earth, And 'foam and froth of sapphire, concealing The new dawn, rosy with the morning's mirth. Then like a gladness, like the sun of laughter, A golden glow is shining in the world, Golden corks lly down from golden rafters, The four-o'riock's gay Hags are slowly furled. Sunrise, like an iridescent feather, Drifts to paint the hills with summer weather. —Hester Elizabeth Buell.
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Waikato Times, Volume 116, Issue 19399, 27 October 1934, Page 13 (Supplement)
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