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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 12, Issue 6 (September 1, 1937.)

You Came

You Came.

You came a-singing down the hills of
dawn.
A strange new song.
The heights stood sharply splendid
against skies
That thrilled with anguish of a golden
morn.
I only saw the morning in your eyes;
I only knew that glory swept your hair,
You came a-singing, and each bird that
sings
Flashed shining music on the golden air,
Wild strains of unimaginable things,
You came a-singing and my soul had
wings.
You came a-singing through the orchard
close.
A petalled song,
A gust of whirling blossom caught you
round.
Above, the sky bloomed softly like a
rose.
Half shy, I bent again unto the ground
Where the cool grasses spilled their
fragant shower.
And wild verbenas trailed with careless
art.
You came a-singing; softly like a flower
A strange, sweet beauty blossomed in
my heart.

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