THOUGHTS FOR THE TIMES.
Pass, Fuiknd; All’s Wui.l. So live that when thy summons come to join The innumerable caravan which moves. To that mysterious realm where each shall' take His chamber in the silent balls of death. Thou go not like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to bis dungeon, bat sustained and Soothed. By nil unfaltering thrust approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
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Hokitika Guardian, 2 June 1928, Page 2
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79THOUGHTS FOR THE TIMES. Hokitika Guardian, 2 June 1928, Page 2
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