FRIENDSHIP. When musing on companions gone, We doubly feel ourselves alone, Something, my friend, we yet may gain, There is a pleasure in this pain: it soothes the love of lonely rest. Deep in each gentler heart impressed. 'Tis silent amid worldly toils. And stifled soon by mental broils; But, in the bosom thus prepared. Its still small voice is often heard. Whispering a mingled sentiment ’Twixt resignation and content. -Scott.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 18187, 21 June 1927, Page 4
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71Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 Star (Christchurch), Issue 18187, 21 June 1927, Page 4
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