I worship net at tomb nor carven shrine Where bones of dubious sanctity •ecline. The dead Mahomet means no more to me Thar, autumn’s perished petals ’ncath tho tree. I worship not. the scourings of the cask— For me tho Vintner’s “special” in the flask! And when for bronchial ailments I assure— Most, precious Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXIII, Issue 209, 17 August 1933, Page 2
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58Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXIII, Issue 209, 17 August 1933, Page 2
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