THE DREAM IS DEEP.
Sing me the song that never (lies, Of little Love blinded and bold, Blossoms unblemished .and blue skies And the green going into gold. All the uproarious pipes we played! Frenzy and Folly Fire and Joy; Cards we caugh t up for a maid And ballads, boisterous for a boy. I bear the blended bells and bands, The fiddlers fiddling on the green, The 1 clapping of a thousand hands, . The trembling of the tambourine. O, happy hours! run kindly slow ; Black lies the Night, -nauseous and grim; Who kuowetb what man may know “Not all he hath shall die with him.” The man God made he droameth deep Down in his,heart. High m. the air His "limven lies. How sluill no sleep* Tie. bad a dream—tin- dream was fair. ' —Shaw Neilson.
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Gisborne Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2407, 23 January 1909, Page 10 (Supplement)
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136THE DREAM IS DEEP. Gisborne Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2407, 23 January 1909, Page 10 (Supplement)
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