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DISTANCE.

How often bare I scon tha moon on hill* And welched the Nile him golden with the. sun ; »

Thought, stars a hand’s breadth past my window sills, ■ J And heard the sas sweep by me every one.

Distance' to -me wag such a'Mmole 1 hintr But now, how separate cud far away"' Lies the u&st room where I can hear you sing When I sit quiet «t the dose of day. HAROLD LEWIS-WOK.

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Star (Christchurch), Issue 12711, 5 August 1919, Page 7

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DISTANCE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 12711, 5 August 1919, Page 7

DISTANCE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 12711, 5 August 1919, Page 7