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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 14, Issue 9 (December 1, 1939)

“The Woods of Tane.”

The Woods of Tane.”

Thy vast and holy woods' refrain
Was lifted up, and in my heart,
Awoke a great and joyous strain.
A fountainhead of ecstasy
Broke, sparkling, over all my mind,
And bathed me in solemnity.
I saw dim, lofty forest aisles,
Wherein the tui's sweet note rings,
The worship-bell, in the silent miles.
A shaft of the hidden sun, athwart
Green heights of trees, forever clothed
About with the shade of dreaming thought
Or, touched and pearled by the probing moon,
Would solemn shadows wake and sigh,
And listen for a faint-sung rune?
And do they still in splendour grow,
Under the sky, or can it be
They are gone with the snows of long ago?
Tane, thy dreaming woods remain,
Forever more, caught in a phrase,
In lovely notes within my brain.