SONNET.
Though I have met Adversity's sharp sting By mine own faults: yet do not me despise For I have suffered. Yea, my heart doth wring With grief and anguish, and my thoughts uprise Reproaching me with shame so dearly bought. But all things change, as well as all one’s fears. And I will hope the future may he fraught With those desires that bring forth joys—not tears. But for the while my sorrows still do live. And make me wish ofttlmes that life would end. True sympathy Is rare, ami this you give. Yet in return I do but thee offend. If by actions I have wounded thee I ask forgiveness; then my cares will flee.
ATHOS.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XX, Issue XIX, 7 May 1898, Page 586
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118SONNET. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XX, Issue XIX, 7 May 1898, Page 586
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