The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 3, Issue 11 (March 1, 1929)
Bush Music
Bush Music.
Sometimes a bell-bird fluted far away;
Sometimes the murmur of the leafy deep,
Rising and falling through the autumnal day,
Sang louder on the hills, then sank to sleep.
Mysterious forest! In this humming city
I seem to hear thy music-breathing tree,
Thy branches wave and beckon me in pity,
To seek again thy hospitality!
—Anne Glenny Wilson.