Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Day Hath flung the Spear which scares the Stars away; And io! Old Sol hath in derision dight The Sultan’s, harem in a Flame of Light. Dreaming whilst Dawn's faint glow was in the Sky, I heard a Voice within the Lattice cry—- “ Arise, my Little Ones,” and ease assure With precious Woods' Great Peppermint Cure 2.~
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Greymouth Evening Star, 12 April 1932, Page 10
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64Page 10 Advertisements Column 5 Greymouth Evening Star, 12 April 1932, Page 10
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