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THE PRICE.

There is a wind upon the lea— A wind 1 hear but n?vor feci; I horir it travel woundily, And, with its stror.g and dreadful wine-. Beating 'and breaking living things. T only know it by its sound, Because I crouch nie in a cave— A cave I've dug from out the ground. The challenge of the wind I hear without; A calm the dead may know wraps me about. Ahev sav that in skies at night The' chuck like pa Ikons, proudly sail Among the swinging worlds of light. I cannot know—for who the stars would see Mir- 1 - r "ee the dreadful wind upon the lea!

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Star (Christchurch), Issue 11511, 6 October 1915, Page 4

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THE PRICE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 11511, 6 October 1915, Page 4

THE PRICE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 11511, 6 October 1915, Page 4