Sometimes, upon a winter day, I sit and think awhile, or summer gone, and flowerets gay, And sweet rose by the stile. I do not pine, or gloom, or sign. For days lang , syne, I'm sure, For Rose is here, and Here close »y Is Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. (Aα.)
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Auckland Star, Volume LX, Issue 215, 11 September 1929, Page 17
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50Page 17 Advertisements Column 1 Auckland Star, Volume LX, Issue 215, 11 September 1929, Page 17
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