DEATH—THE LEVELLER.
(Multi-millionaires, aristocrats, and humble working-peoplo went to the one gravo when the mighty Titanic took her last lurch.) Death levels all things in its march. Nought can resist his mighty strength; The palace proud—triumphal arch, Shall mote their shadow's length; The rich, tho poor, one common boa Shall find in the unhonor'd grave, Whero weeds shall crown alike the head Of king, of tyrant; and of slave. —Marvell.
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Maoriland Worker, Volume 2, Issue 64, 31 May 1912, Page 14
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70DEATH—THE LEVELLER. Maoriland Worker, Volume 2, Issue 64, 31 May 1912, Page 14
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