Tu ever-changing mood I wreathe my rhymo, From grave to gay, from jest to the sublime, The while with facile pen aside I cast The gloom which shrouded winter iu the past. In cheerful lays I chant from day to day A welcome message in a welcome way To tell all ye who cough and colds endure The wondrous worth of Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. rr-i2l
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Sun (Christchurch), Volume II, Issue 491, 6 September 1915, Page 2
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66Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 Sun (Christchurch), Volume II, Issue 491, 6 September 1915, Page 2
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