WHERE IT IS NOT THE SAME.
Same old toot-horns, Same old drums, Same old joy when Christmas comes; Same old dollies, Same old toys, Same old riot, Same old noise; Same old candles, Same old tree®, Same*’ old sighs and Jealousies: Same old puddings, Same old pies, Same glad yells and Dancing eyes.
Same old—no, not Quite —not quite ! There’s a little Slab that’s white; There’s a little Mound where, snow Drifts across the Ridge; and, oh, It is cold, oh, Cold, out tjjere! God look down' with Pity where It is not the Same, and may Faith and hope be Theirs to-day.
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Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume VI, Issue 11, 28 January 1905, Page 4 (Supplement)
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103WHERE IT IS NOT THE SAME. Waimate Daily Advertiser, Volume VI, Issue 11, 28 January 1905, Page 4 (Supplement)
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