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WHAT IS LIFE?

Lite’s a jingle, life’s a dance. See the mummers everywhere Hopping, tossing bells in air— How the hobby-horses prance ! I advance. Somewhat sick, the round to share. Life’s a yearning, life’s a keen Sense of moments and emotions, Art and song and tone devotions. Moods Intense and joy and teen ; I have been Through the whole of such like notions. Life’s a sad sepulchral song, < hanting of an unseen choir, Rising, falling, ever higher Striving up through clouds of wrong : Life’s a long De Profunefis from the mire.

Life's a jumble ami a maze Where we trip ami blunder ever, Halt performance, high endeavour, Panting strife and withered bays : Pass the days— Kest at last from fret ami fever.

Kenneth Grahame.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 11, 12 March 1892, Page 259

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WHAT IS LIFE? New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 11, 12 March 1892, Page 259

WHAT IS LIFE? New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 11, 12 March 1892, Page 259