THE POET'S FRIEND.
Ye gods, who live above us. If ever ye did lovu us, From heaven to earth look down, Nor smile, but on us frown. Because, if e'er a placo was curs'd, With poetasters nurs'd, Who Bad u placo for silly rhymes, In the Samoau weekly Tiuns, That placo Apia is, I >r I know nought of " hiss." Vet I'll be called a fool, ' me of the olden school, It 1 protest, ni! doubt; And nsk'd what I'm about, If I presume to guess, Who writes o'er " A. S. S." A name most apropos. If what I'm told is so. ArocsTixiAx. Apia, Sept. 28, 187 S.
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Samoa Times and South Sea Gazette, Volume 2, Issue 53, 5 October 1878, Page 3
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108THE POET'S FRIEND. Samoa Times and South Sea Gazette, Volume 2, Issue 53, 5 October 1878, Page 3
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