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J. J • IP you a suppliant knelt to me, I'd bid you kneel no more, ■ Forgiveness 'twixt we two should maKe Love sweeter than before. Arid, if you wept. Ah! then, how soon Your tears I'd kiss away. . For J. would say how darkest night Oft hides the brightest day. And all this, oh, how sweet a task,. If you but came to me. . But. if I sought you in my grief. How different- it would be! My sufferings to you would seem . But Heaven's wise-made plan. A woman's faults lie heavily, Ah, me! You are a man! II.F.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 12001, 25 June 1902, Page 3

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IF. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 12001, 25 June 1902, Page 3

IF. New Zealand Herald, Volume XXXIX, Issue 12001, 25 June 1902, Page 3