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A THOUSAND DEATHS.

A thousand deaths my soul has died By its own growing sloughed and slain; A thousand loves my heart has tried, And every love has been in vain, And thrice denied and crucified, Has hung upon a cross of pain. A thousand deaths! A thousand lives! From life, through death, to life I go; Tha outlived lives I burst like gyves; Each death a larger life I know; I die, and yet my soul survives; I die, and yet by dying grow. —Ronald Cainpbell Macfie, in London Observer.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 19892, 10 March 1928, Page 7 (Supplement)

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A THOUSAND DEATHS. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 19892, 10 March 1928, Page 7 (Supplement)

A THOUSAND DEATHS. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 19892, 10 March 1928, Page 7 (Supplement)