Awake ! For Morning in the Bowl of Day Hath flung the Spear which scares the Stars away; And lo! Old Sol hath in derision dight The Sulton's harem in a Flame of Light, Dreaming whilst Dawn's faint glow was in the Sky, I heard a Voice within the Lattice cry—- " Arise, my Litltle Ones," and ease assure With precious Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Waipa Post, Volume 44, Issue 3180, 21 May 1932, Page 7
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63Page 7 Advertisements Column 6 Waipa Post, Volume 44, Issue 3180, 21 May 1932, Page 7
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