Beside the flowing bowl, come sit with me; Heed not the Koran! it is naught to thee. One soothing draught of nectar gives more bliss Than all the rapture of an houri's kiss. Life's fleeting span is meant for hours of joy, When doubts and dogmas add no soar alloy, And for our colds we certain ease assure With treasured Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.—(Advt.)
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Ashburton Guardian, Volume 52, Issue 206, 13 June 1932, Page 6
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64Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Ashburton Guardian, Volume 52, Issue 206, 13 June 1932, Page 6
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