Something for Somebody.
A FAREWELL. My fairest child I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey; Yet ere wo part, one lesson I ran leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will bo clever. Do noble thugs, not dream them all day long; And t>o make TTFe, death, and that vast i'or-ovor One grand sweet song. -CHARLES KINGSLEY.
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 8 February 1912, Page 4
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72Something for Somebody. Horowhenua Chronicle, 8 February 1912, Page 4
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