A VERSE OF PROSE
NEVERMORE. Who stands not now for England, as dawns her golden day? Her saving sea-girt fortress holds the brigand bands at bay, Till turns the tide of battle and on some foreign shore The victors raise one stout and stark, full-throated “Nevermore!” Who stands not then for England, resolved that wars shall cease? Who swears not by yon kindled hearths to win and keep the peace ? No more the lords of carnage new lease of life shall take, No more a licensed herrenfolk all earth’s foundations shake. —H. P. Cooke, in the Sunday Times, London.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 62, Issue 4428, 21 May 1941, Page 4
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99A VERSE OF PROSE Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 62, Issue 4428, 21 May 1941, Page 4
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