Front:
AD
Brill
MY WORKMAN.
I know a stalwart workman
Who hammers at my heart
And digs his way into my soul
With pick and spade and chart;
His eyes are gimlets to my brain;
His voice is like a drill's refrain,
His presence, joy's unbroken chain.
Back:
JUL 6
Fa
5 PM
1915
سيد
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1069
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Henery
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Lonely time we had
that Sunday afternoon
Fr rom Ford Cove
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