LITTLE BIRD'S CROON.
Sway me, rock me, gently, bough, For it is 'time to set me now A-rocking 'neath the golden moon !}'he whiles I croon a litlo croon: " Cuhree, jcuhree, tlio wind is still. , The moon has risen o'er yonder hill, And far beneath me, now unseen, Are trees —all green, all green."
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20988, 26 September 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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54LITTLE BIRD'S CROON. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20988, 26 September 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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