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The Spike: or, Victoria University College Review, June 1921

Half-Way Hill

Half-Way Hill.

"The Hill and Asperous Way that leadeth into the House of Sanity."

—Sir T. Browne.

The Wine of Life is sweetest
When quaffed upon the Hill,
Where the sober hours fly fleetest
And the drunk winds never still.
For the lees lie in the moil below, the broil below, the spoil below,
The fume ascending to the sky
Wherein is set our will.

The Pipe of Peace smokes softest
Beneath the starry thatch,
Where the Pipes of Pan thrill oftest
About our scarry Patch.
And the ash drops in the mew below, the stew below, the brew below
The wreathed smoke dissolving in
The Void that we unlatch.

The Lovelight flickers frailly,
And we view it from afar;
For, pulse our hearts how gaily. Our dream is on a star.
And we gaze into the blaze below, the maze below, the haze below.
To thank the light alluring us
That we are where we are.

P. J. S.