The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 8, Issue 8 (December 1, 1933)
The Peace of the Bush
I have found peace in the woodland dells.
Under the stately trees,
Lulled to sleep by the rustling leaves
And the sighing of the breeze.
I have found peace where the dappled sun
Turns the emerald green to gold,
Twines its way through the foliage,
And chequers the leafy mould.
I have found peace in the fluted notes
Of the tui and wattled crow,
Sounding afar like elfin pipes,
With a melody clear and low.
I have found peace by the waterfall,
Down by the flying spray,
There, where the sound of the world is hushed,
And the rainbow-fairies play.
There I have found the land of peace,
There is the land of rest,
There may I wander alone, alone,
By Nature's beauty blest.