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“If we have lust The fondest hand that ever crossed Our own, and so hath passed For us Time’s light, we will not cast Life’s w-arp away, hut quickly take the thread That fell from out the quiet hands and t read The loom, or spin Beside the distaff where Love's hand hath been.”

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White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 312, 18 June 1921, Page 2

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Untitled White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 312, 18 June 1921, Page 2

Untitled White Ribbon, Volume 26, Issue 312, 18 June 1921, Page 2