June 1942 School Magazine

June, 1942

June, 1942

Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

!Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

SPRING. Spring is here! 0 joyous Spring,

SHY ORCHIDS. The tiny, pink, shy orchids lift their faces to the trees, Thanking the sweet-smelling pines for their shade,

Whose praises all the b irds do sing. Spring! With mantle green and gay, And pleasant night and cloudless day. When kookaburras, hearty and hale, Laugh and laugh, until the dale Spring! When all trees bud anew, When softly falls the evening dew, When in the calm of eventide The sleepy "chirrup" of birds who hide Themselves in lonesome nests Breaks the calm of the evening rest. Night will her starry mantle spread- The August moon sails overhead. Then comes the dawn, serene and bright, The clouds in sunny glory light. The slumbering Earth to Day awoke And cast aside her starry cloak- Looked forward to the fresh Spring day With flowers bestrewn along her way. Echoes with their noisy mirth, In their joy at Spring's rebirth.

And for the needles, soft and brown, In which their roots are firmly laid.

And the delicate powd'ry pink that soon must fade away, It's dainty beauty wasted 'neath the trees, Shrinking Jrom sight of passers-by, Their faint scent stolen by the breeze. -DAWN DICKSON, IV.E.

---~~--- THE RIVER. I hear your song at. dusk, As you murmur on your way; Lap-lapping by the bank, On the mangroves there to play. Green shadows on your surface Make a picture nigh complete; And your song minds me of music, Of flute and dainty feet. The prawner rowing by, In unconscio{,_s silhouette, Has passed with silent stroke, Where light and shadow met. So I watch you in :he dusk 'Tis the time that I like best, As you murmur slowly on From the dark hills of the west. --~~--- AUSTRALIA. Unconquered and unspoiled she lay, Surrounded by the sea, A nation in its infancy; But with a part to play In shaping of the destiny Of the world in which she lay. She's given of her treasures free, With a heart that's loyal and \rue, To help defend her liberty With a spirit still true blue. The world will wake from sleep one day,

-BRENDA DALTON, III.C.

- -MARJORIE SEWELL, IV.E.

And find within its breast The makings of a nation, A nation at its best.

-DOROTHY HESS, Form IV.C.

GLORIA LEVY, IV.A.

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