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The wilderness beyond the throng foi me! Within the shadow of a mighty tree, A dish of figs, this bowl of crimson wine, With Thee beside shall make a feast divine. And as the sunset fades —one radiant star! To sanctify the spreading sands afar— Chill winds may waft, but comfort we'll assure With precious Woods' treat Peppermint Cure. —G,
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume II, Issue 238, 9 May 1933, Page 5
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60Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Stratford Evening Post, Volume II, Issue 238, 9 May 1933, Page 5
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