- 1. Auster Rampant!
A larger Argo ploughs our clearer blue!
Your Zephyr won no such auroral bride
As her I woo! The South is whence the tide
Springs downhill to refresh the North and you!
...
- 2. The Bush
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,
That like a haze about your silence clings,
Moulding your void until we seem to see
Tangible Presences of Deathless Things,
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- 3. Love And Sacrifice
CAN we not consecrate
To man and God above
This volume of our great
Supernal tide of love?
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- 4. Last Stanzas Of The Bush
WHERE is Australia, singer, do you know?
These sordid farms and joyless factories,
Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe?
Those ugly towns and cities such as these
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- 5. Proletaria
THE SUNNY rounds of Earth contain
An obverse to its Day,
Our fertile Vagrancyâ??s domain,
Wan Proletaria.
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- 6. Witch Of Our Wilderness
I know not why I love your baffling face,
Or, lonely, to your cold caresses steal,
Or what the charm persuades my wearied eyes
Follow the clues that gleam and, wavering, go,
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