The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 11, Issue 11 (February 1, 1937)
Old Military Cemetery: Tauranga
Oh, walk not here with careless feet,
Nor pass these stones with blinded eyes
Whose names like echoes thin and sweet
Of bugle calls at morning rise.
Strange glories and strange memories
Are yet within these old paths bound,
Where sea-winds blow among the trees,
And every step is holy ground.
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