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PAST a dull grey plain where a world old grief seems to brood o er the silent land	A
When the orb d moon turns her tense white face on the ominous waste of sand	A
And the wind that steals by the dreamer feels like the touch of a phantom hand	A
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Through the tall still trees and the tangled scrub that has sprung on the old bush track	B
In a clearing wide where a willow broods and the cowering bush shrinks backs	C
Stands a house alone that no dwellers own yet unharmed by the storm s attack	B
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Tis a strange sad place On the shingle roof mosses gather and corn blades spring	D
And a stillness reigns in the air unstirred by the beat of a wild bird s wing	D
He who sees believes that the old house grieves with the grief of a sentient thing	D
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From the charmed gums that about the land in a reverent circle throng	E
Comes no parrot s call nor the wild cat s cry nor the magpie s mellow song	E
And their shadows chill with an icy thrill and the sense of an awful wrong	E
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And the creek winds by neath the twisted briar and the curling creepers here	F
In the dusky depths of its bed it slips on it s slime green rocks in fear	G
And it murmurs low to its stealthy flow in a monotone quaint and drear	G
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On a furrowed paddock that fronts the house grow the saplings straight and tall	H
And noxious weeds in the garden ground on the desolate pathways crawl	H
But the briar twists back with the supple jack tween the rocks of the rubble wall	H
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On the rotting wall of the gloomy rooms bats gather with elfin wings	I
And a snake is coiled by the shattered door where a giant lizard clings	I
For this house of care is the fitting lair of a myriad voiceless things	I
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Once I camped alone on the clearing s edge through the lapse of a livelong night	J
When the wan moon flooded the house and land in a lake of her ghostly light	J
And the silence dread of a world long dead filled my credulous soul with fright	J
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For no wind breathed by but a nameless awe was abroad in the open there	G
And the camp fire burned with a pale thin flame in the chill translucent air	G
And my dog lay prone like a chiselled stone with his opaline eyes a stare	G
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In the tranc d air was an omen felt and the sway of a subtle spell	K
And I waited long for I know not what but the pale night augured well	K
At a doleful hour when the dead have power lo A hideous thing befell	K
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From the shadows flung by the far bush wall came a treacherous phantom crew	G
Like the smoke rack blown o er the plain at morn when the bracken is wet with dew	G
Not a sound they made and their forms no shade on the moonlit surface threw	G
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And the night was changed to the quiet eve of a beautiful summer s day	L
And the old house warmed as with life and light and was set in a garden gay	L
And a babe that crawled by the doorway called to a kitten that leapt in play	L
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But the black fiends circled the peaceful home and I fathomed their evil quest	M
From the ground up springing they hurled their spears and danced with a demon zest	M
And a girl lay dead neath the roses red with a wound in her fair white breast	M
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Through the looped wall spat a rifle s flame and the devilish pack gave tongue	N
For a lean form writhed in a torment dire on the crimsoned stubble flung	N
Many echoes spoke and the sluggish smoke on the shingles rolled and clung	N
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Yet again and oft did the flame spring forth and each shaft from the dwelling shore	G
Through a savage heart but the band unawed at the walls of the homestead tore	G
And a man and wife fought for love and life with the horde by the broken door	G
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Then ghostly and grey from the dusky bush came a company riding fast	O
Seven horses strode on the buoyant air and I trembled and gazed aghast	O
Such a deadly hate on the forehead sate of each rider racing past	O
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With a cry they leapt on the dusky crew and swept them aside like corn	P
In the lusty stroke of the mower s scythe and distracted and overborne	P
Many demons fled leaving many dead by the hoofs of the horses torn	P
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Not in vain not all though a father lay with the light on his cold grey face	Q
And a mother bled with a murdered maid held close in a last embrace	Q
For the babe laughed back at a visage black death drawn to a foul grimace	R
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Came a soft wind swaying the pendent leaves like the sigh of awakening day	L
And the darkness fell on my tired eyes for the phantoms had passed away	L
And the breezes bore from a distant shore faint echoes of ocean s play	L
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Past a dull grey plain through the tall still trees where the lingering days inspire	G
An unspoken woe in the heart of man and the nights hold visions dire	G
Stands a house alone that no dwellers own yet unmarred by the storm or fire	G

Edward George Dyson

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