Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Day Hath flung the Spear which scares the Stars away; And lo! Old Sol hath in derision dight The Sultan's harem in a Flame of Light. Dreaming whilst Dawn's fqint glow was in the Sky, I heard a Voice within the Lattice cry — "Arise, my Little Ones," and ease assure "With precious Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. ^
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Rotorua Morning Post, Volume 2, Issue 223, 14 May 1932, Page 2
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63Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 Rotorua Morning Post, Volume 2, Issue 223, 14 May 1932, Page 2
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