THE WALL.

New Zealand Tablet, 21 July 1921, Page 37

THE WALL.

I am building a wall of defence

Just within the boundary that divides Your life from mine; so that henceforward You may enter into my soul’s pleasaunce Only when I myself unlock the gate.

It is because I fain would keep it fair —

This small domain of mine— I do build This barrier of cold gray stone about it. I like not to shut out the golden sun, Nor the salt breeze that blows up from the sea— Nor yet the broad sweep of the meadow lands, The wooded hillsides and the open road. All these are dear to me; but oh, my friend, My little garden is no whit less dearl—

—Stella Grenfell Florence, in Current Opinion.