Golden Wattle [poem by S. T., 1 September 1910]

Golden Wattle.

[By S. T.]

Shake your golden bells, O wattle !
Shake your golden bells!
’Tis a merry tale of springtime
That their music tells.

Set your fairy chimes a-ringing,
Scatter scent and song;
Spring is coming, tho’ the dreary
Winter days were long.

We will warm our chilly fingers
In your golden glow —
Harbinger of summer sunshine,
Sweetest flower we know.



Source:
The Register (Adelaide, SA), Thursday 1 September 1910, page 5

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