"Alas, and well-a-day! they are talking of me still:
By the tingling of my nostril, I fear they are talking ill;
Poor hapless I -- poor little I -- so many mouths to fill --
And all for this strange feeling -- O, this sad, sweet pain!
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I have a book of New Zealand Verse printed in 1906 which contains this poem by Domett but the title is - ' Miroa's Song ' The same book contain other poems by Domett and in particular, one titled - ' The Pink and White Terraces ' which I believe, provides the reader with a wonderful discription of the Terraces. Al.