Were I so tall to reach the sky, Or take the ocean in my span, What use is length, unless there’s strength, Now tell me if you can. Suppose I’m ill with rasping cough Or tickling throat—well, to bo sure, I don’t talk length, I gather strength With Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Tablet, 15 April 1915, Page 47
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52Page 47 Advertisement 1 New Zealand Tablet, 15 April 1915, Page 47
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