I dreamt 1 sought the tent of Old Khayyam, And stood aloof, of all his guests the Until he spake to greet my sad salaam: *' Come share the gold and crimson of the feast! Lo! here be figs and dates and ruby Arid golden honey in its hive-wax pure, And if to ease a cold you so incline, Here's Woods' Creat Peppermint Cure.” tf
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 17836, 3 May 1926, Page 10
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64Page 10 Advertisements Column 3 Star (Christchurch), Issue 17836, 3 May 1926, Page 10
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