Query
Somowho.ro, a high hill wind is blowing With mountain laurel sweet, And thero’s an ache in my ear ,an
longing Stirs in my restless feet,
Not oven a hill at twilight calling Across the miles could know _ i 1,-o irons and shadows How the heart waaeus, failing Lure ono who cannot go.
Hero where the golden streets arc gleaming, Where footsteps never cease ■\yhy should a hill wind set one dreaming, Givino- a man no peace? ° Arthur Wallace Peach.
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Manawatu Times, Volume LV, Issue 6764, 23 January 1932, Page 11
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80Query Manawatu Times, Volume LV, Issue 6764, 23 January 1932, Page 11
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