  FROM MANY PARTS BY Jules Joubert There was a time when meadows, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, to me did seem Apparelled in celestial light— The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it has been of yore, Turn wheresoe’r I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen are now no more. Wordsworth’s “Recollections of Early Childhood.” DUNEDIN Dedicated to |
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