Ned-s Delicate Way
Ned knew I was short of tobacco one day,
And that I was too proud to ask for it;
He hated such pride, but his delicate way
Forbade him to take me to task for it.
I loathed to be cadging tobacco from Ned,
But, when I was just on the brink of it;
-I-ve got a new brand of tobaccoâ?, he said -
-Try a smoke, and let-s know what you think of it.â?
Henry Lawson
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