through beds of matted fern and tangled thickets,
Forcing my way, I came to one dear nook,
unvisited.
This ravine was now invested with fair flowers and herbs
And haunted by sweet airs and sounds,
which flow among the woods and waters.
Fare Ye Well."
William Colenso, Ruahine Journey, February 1845.
From "In Memoriam", Hawkes Bay Philosophical Institute, 1878.
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