IN THE WOOD.
Lono shadows move, The night air stirs; This hour of dying Dreams was hers. In this dusk place Her throat gleamed white Tn tree-thwart beauty ■-. ; Of starlight. .. ,.'... Nightingales sang Heart-catching bliss; .. The snared stars saw us "..'": Sway, and kiss. .".; X . Now the bats whirr. The barn owls hoot, .'".'.'"' Her loveliness Is dust, is mute. . Peace comes not here, No dream-bird trills They haunt her lodging ; v In the hills. William Kean Seymour, in the New Witness.
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New Zealand Tablet, 11 December 1919, Page 7
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79IN THE WOOD. New Zealand Tablet, 11 December 1919, Page 7
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