Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 3 Student Refugees
The Coward
The Coward.
I cannot look at you. I dare not see your eyes,
Your dear, gray eyes which soon no more
Will look Upon me. I am not wise
Like others. In my deep; heart's core
I feel I cannot look. For that fair hair
No more I shall see shining in the sun[unclear: more and]
And so I find my sadness hard to hear
My only consolation -Duty done
By you... And yet I cannot see
Your frank, young face and shining, manly eyes >
Without a stab of pain. But it must be
That you should go. If I were wise.
I [unclear: should ok invisible matter]
In brave [unclear: invisible matter]
Why can [unclear: invisible matter]
And brave [unclear: invisible matter]
Physics Speller