The songs my mother taught to me 1 learned whale perched upon her knee; And, though they be but simple rhyme!, I croon them fondly still at time*. ’Tis than I realise and know The debt of lore to her 1 owe, And bow well justified and euro Her faith In Woods’ (beat Pappernrial OuM. . —{Ad»J
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Evening Star, Issue 17034, 3 May 1919, Page 1
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56Page 1 Advertisements Column 7 Evening Star, Issue 17034, 3 May 1919, Page 1
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