A Monotonous Moan .
The same old sea and the same old sky; The same old vessels sailing by; The same old farmer raking the sand; The same old fisherman rowing to land; The same old lane and the same old mud; The same oi l cow and the same old cud; The same old toad and the same old tree; The same old terrier barking at me. The same piazza, dusty and hare; The same old woman taking the air; With the endless stories of long ago. Of the same old ball and the same old beau; The same old dresses, ugly as sin; The same old rush when the mail comes in; The same old fools and the same wise men; The same old pigs in the same old pen. Old goblcrs, old men, old work, old play, The same old night and the same old day; The same old fog to straighten the hair. Antiquity’s chesnut everywhere. And it’s eat, and drink, and sketch, and sew, And dress—for whom, I’d like to know ? For strata and fossils, and hens and geese— And they call this health, and rest and peace!
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Patea Mail, Volume XII, Issue 139, 18 March 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)
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192A Monotonous Moan. Patea Mail, Volume XII, Issue 139, 18 March 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)
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