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The Spike or Victoria University College Review September 1924

A Sunset

A Sunset

I have seen the sun at evening
Laughing o'er the yellow water,
Laughing to the white-snowed hilltops,
Ere by purple isles attended,
Drifting, sweeping slowly to him
In his burnished, brazen death-car
He descends beneath the surges,
Where the shades that he befriended
Follow down the long sea-meadows,
Down the golden lane of Tane,
Kowhai-strewn, to Rarohenga.

So in what far land I know not
Once it seems I saw one dying,
Smiling o'er the yellow tresses
Spread about his sea-deep bed quilt,
Smiling to the frost-haired mother
Who had fed his flax-haired daughter
From her cloistered snow milk fastness.
So he passed, and left behind him
Broken tresses in the starlight,
Broken to the earth to sain him
In his sleep or roving questing
Through the mistlands of his faring,
Leaving one alone to mourn him,
Sobbing through the silent darkness,
Melting down the twilit valleys
To their sea-rocked mortuary.

Hector and West Peak.

R.F.F.

25/8/24.