Item 01: Hunter Gibson diary, 17 November 1914-March 1915 - Page 73

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[Page 73]

man in front of me

[Sketch of four pyramids in the desert and the following poem]
Beyond the hills dim line the white
Fair moon rose out amongst the purple depths of in the outer depths space & purple shades
And climbed aloft the steep & curving grades
Of Heaven. The clouds top's gleamed as flurry snows
Were strewn thereon.

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