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The heat haze veiled the distant hills the white clouds floated high	A
Drifting in slow content across the blue Australian sky	A
And down in Clancy s paddock there were mirth and laughter gay	B
Where the She Oak Jockey Club were met upon St Patrick s day	B
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There were carts and cars and buggies ranged beneath the spreading trees	C
Where country folk for miles around were clustered thick as bees	C
Watching the prancing horses pass with keen appraising eyes	D
All out to win the Squatters Cup the hundred guinea prize	D
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Jim Daintry on The Digger rose hopes for his mount were high	A
A gallant roan with swinging pace game head and fiery eye	A
And Jim s horse was the favourite the betting there was keen	E
But some were backing Rody Burke upon Dark Rosaleen	E
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A thing of velvet fire and steel a little dark brown mare	F
With dainty legs and shoulders slant lean head and high bred air	F
But knowing backers simply scoffed her chances of the race	G
She ll never see his heels when once The Digger sets the pace	G
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Twas just before the starting time that Rody reached the course	H
And little Nora Shanahan watched for the dark brown horse	H
And sighed to mark the rider s face was white as if with pain	E
Could Rody after all her prayers be going wild again	E
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How could she know that very morn as Rody cross the yard	I
The old white draught horse lumbering by had lashed out good and hard	I
The broken ribs the searing pain that caught his breath away	B
Ah Naught but Irish pluck and grit brought Rody there that day	B
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As he and Jim rose side by side each cast a wistful eye	A
Where little Nora Shanahan looked on aloof and shy	A
And each man thrilled at sight of her the simple girlish grace	G
The little kind brown hands of her the apple blossom face	G
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Rivals were they in sport and love and yet good friends withal	J
Whose true Australian mateship held no feeling mean or small	J
And Nora long her maiden heart had done an angels work	K
With tears and prayers to save the soul of reckless Rody Burke	K
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Jim Daintry manly straight and true had spreading acres wide	L
And any girl in she Oak might be proud to be his bride	L
But who shall read a woman s heart or pierce its hidden screen	E
Sweet Nora s hopes were on the track with Rod and Rosaleen	E
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They re off A rush of flying hoofs a blur of colours bright	M
Tim Clancy s Skylark in the lead The Digger well in sight	M
Dark Rosaleen leads the bunch behind nor falters in her stride	L
While Rody bears with sobbing breath the torture in his side	L
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And nearer nearer still she draws light as the summer wind	N
She s with The Digger neck and neck the Skylark s left behind	N
Jim Daintry had his whale bone out before they reached the creek	O
But Rosaleen s dark shining coat showed neither spot nor streak	O
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And Rody whispered homely words his tortured lips between	E
Hang to it now for Nora s sake ah Stick it Rosaleen	E
And as a swallow skimming low swift as a streak of flame	P
She passed The Digger s mighty stride as down the straight they came	P
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And flew between the winning posts a half a length before	Q
As Rosaleen ' 'Dark Rosaleen rose in a mighty roar	Q
For thews and muscle training e en are little more than dust	R
When weighed against the spirit s fire that wins because it must	R
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But Rody all unconscious lay nor heard the cheering cry	A
With Jim s strong arms around him clasped all thought of self put by	A
And Nora trembling joined the group that gazed upon the scene	E
And raise her quivering girlish lips and kissed Dark Rosaleen	E
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A night of moonlight dew drenched flowers and bending whispering trees	C
The music from the township ball came faintly on the breeze	C
As Rody bandaged here gazed at Nora s eyes of blue	J
Telling the old old story o er to one who found it new	J
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And far across the moonlit plain The Digger s mighty stride	L
Carried the aching heart of one who nursed his grief and pride	L
Ah the dear griefs of headstrong youth half pleasure and half pain	E
The gallant hot young broken hearts so quick to heal again	E

Alice Guerin Crist

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