Lily Green at the Town Hall Hospital, Oxford, item 13
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I give + take + give again,
And unto dark am bent
Beneath the burden of the task
for which sweet life is spent
But ah the wage is dear to have
the little lips that wait
the hearts that ring the arms that cling
when I unlatch the gate
n: Prall
18.12.16 1st Australians
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I give + take + give again,
And unto dark am bent
Beneath the burden of the task
for which ? life is spent
But ah the wage is dear to have
the little lips that wait
the hearts that ring the arms that cling
when I unlatch the gate
n: Prall
18.12.16 1st Australians
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I give + like + give again,
And unto dark am beat
Beneath the burden of the list
for which ... life is spent
But ah the wage is dear to have
the little lips that wait
the hearts that ring the arms that cling
when I unlatch the gate
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- ID
- 17342 / 182049
- Contributor
- Frances Dunkley
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This appears to be a verse from a poem called “A Song of Toil” by Folger M’Kinsey