TWO MESSENGERS OF LOVE.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 27, 5 July 1890, Page 15

TWO MESSENGERS OF LOVE.

I heard a blackbird at the close of day Trill out its song against the amber w est : 1 said : ■ Sweet soul, my love is far away : Tell her my thoughts, and I shall be at rest.’ The mellow-throated singer left his bough. And Hew away into the twilight's fall : And as I thought of young love’s burning vow, I wondered if that bird would tell her all. I plucked a red rose from its glowing tree ; I threw it in the stream that flowed along, And said : ‘Sweet rose, take thou a smile from me To where the blackbird speedeth with his song.' I watched it take its way far down the stream With perfumed thoughts toiler so young and fail And wondered oft if e’er its crimson gleam Would mingle with her locks of golden hair. I dreamed I heard her voice so low and sweet Sing those grand songs that all the spirit fill : I knelt and lowly worshipped at her feet, I woke and found my loved one singing still. And then I knew the blackbird in his song Hail told her all the love my soul had sent ; And that the red rose hail lieen borne along. And found her ere its fragrance yet was spent.