Peaceful shining river, flowing at my feet, With thy rippling waters musically sweet, How I love to see thy sparkling wavelets race, Bee the bright blue heavens imaged on thy face. ...
Article : 276 wordsMilly and I sat under the cliff chatting of the books in our laps; Harry and the Fisheries Commissioner had gone sailing and shooting up the estuary; away on the sands we could see ...
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The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 - 1939), Sat 24 May 1890, Page 977
It's easy and takes two shakes of a lamb's tail!
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