In Maui's Island.
From Southern glooms, that; chilled my blood ere while, I seek the milder Northern clime's caresses — The longer day, the warmer sun that blesses, In the true Maoriland, old Maui's isle. Steep hills, deep vales, extend here, mile on mile, Streams twinkle sweet in ferny, far recesses, Where sombre bush, like Maori maiden's tresses, Hangs shimmering, glossy, in the Sun-God's smile. And yet I note, with lurking discontent, The dark bush dwindles, golden gorse spreads free ; So is the vigour of the Maori spent, So thrives the fair-haired race from sea to sea. May conquering and conquered blood be blent, And breed new beauty and virility. J. Liddbll Kelly.
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New Zealand Illustrated Magazine, 1 September 1901, Page 908
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112In Maui's Island. New Zealand Illustrated Magazine, 1 September 1901, Page 908
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