CONTENT.
My arrows all are sent, My wealth is spent. Tirae, knocking at my gate, Warns me 'tis late ; Yet gladsomely I fare, And take no care. Where any bird sings free, He sings for me ; Where any feast is spread, There is my bread ; Where any htfarthtircs shine, Their cheer is mine ; Where there are earth and sky, iSo beggar I.
Emily Usui! Jones
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Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XXVIII, Issue 8014, 9 December 1904, Page 7
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65CONTENT. Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XXVIII, Issue 8014, 9 December 1904, Page 7
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