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Scene from a Cottage Window

The waves Were tinged with golden, As they lapped n/bon the shore. They seemed to murmur softly. Of songs you ct heard before. The tul in the \owhai. Rang out its bell-like note. Mingling with the Waters, Soft and remote.

The little ship mooed onward. Fanned gently by the breeze. Her sails a-billowing whiteness, She rode at perfect ease. On the peaceful Waitemata, I saw this lovely scene. From my little cottage window, A memory eoer green.-■ —Original, by Rosemary Grice (13).

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23767, 21 September 1940, Page 3 (Supplement)

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Scene from a Cottage Window New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23767, 21 September 1940, Page 3 (Supplement)

Scene from a Cottage Window New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23767, 21 September 1940, Page 3 (Supplement)