SPADE AND SWORD.
What lovely dark, blue ■ fiamos, 0 Spade, Shine in thy steel so bright: Soo how tho shadows smoko and play: How thou hast laboured, year by by year. To reach this silver day. But thou, poor shining Sword, must j wait ' Till sloth and idleness Can tell tho world that splendid story; Nothing but rust, a bloodless rust, Shall cover thee with glory. i —W. H. Davies. I ®*®*®*®*®*»*®*«®*®*®
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XIV, Issue 282, 8 November 1924, Page 9
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71SPADE AND SWORD. Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XIV, Issue 282, 8 November 1924, Page 9
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