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FOLLOW, FOLLOW.

Mine eyes are blurred with gazing On the madnesses of men, And I’vo lost the eluo to musie In the clamour of this den. There are vistas in the sunset, There are niunmirs on the wind That: are calling me to follow Follow, follow till I lied.

Tt may be in AtalantiiIn Hushed halls beneath the sea, Or a lonely upland collage May hold peace and joy for me. And whatever hands may hold me And whatever winds may blow, I have Hung r.iy heart boforc me And it calls my soul to go. —Sinicinas 0. Sheet,

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Timaru Herald, Volume XCVIII, Issue 18084, 2 June 1923, Page 4

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FOLLOW, FOLLOW. Timaru Herald, Volume XCVIII, Issue 18084, 2 June 1923, Page 4

FOLLOW, FOLLOW. Timaru Herald, Volume XCVIII, Issue 18084, 2 June 1923, Page 4