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This is the story of one man s soul	A
The paths are stony and passion is blind	B
And feet must bleed ere the light we find	B
The cypher is writ on Life s mighty scroll	A
And the key is in each man s mind	B
But who read aright ye have won release	C
Ye have touched the joy in the heart of Peace	C
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PART I	D
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THERE S a bend of the river on Glenbar run	E
Which the wild duck haunt at the set of sun	E
And the song of the waters is softened so	F
That scarcely its current is heard to flow	F
And the blackfish hide by the shady bank	G
Neath the sunken logs where the reeds are rank	G
And the halcyon s mail is an azure gleam	H
O er the shifting shoals of the silver bream	H
And the magpies chatter their idle whim	I
And the wagtails flitter along the brim	I
And tiny martins with breasts of snow	F
Keep fluttering restlessly to and fro	F
And the weeping willows have framed the scene	J
With the trailing fall of their curtains green	J
And the grass grows lush on the level leas	K
Neath the low gnarled boughs of the apple trees	K
Where the drowsy cattle dream away	L
The noon tide hours of the summer day	L
There s a shady nook by the old tree where	M
The track comes winding from Bendemeer	M
So faint are the marks of the bridle track	N
From the old slip rails on the ridge s back	N
That few can follow the lines I know	F
But I ride with the shadows of long ago	F
I am gaunt and gray I am old and worn	O
But my heart goes back to a radiant morn	O
When someone waited and watched for me	P
In the friendly shade of that grand old tree	P
The winter of Memory brings again	Q
The summer rapture of passionate pain	R
And she comes to me with the morning grace	S
On her sun gold hair and her lily face	S
And her blue eyes soft with the dreamy light	T
She stole from the stars of the Southern night	T
And her slender form like a springtide flower	M
That sprang from the earth in a magic hour	M
With the trembling smile and the tender tone	U
And the welcome glance that were mine alone	U
And we sit once more as we sat of old	V
When the future lay in a haze of gold	V
In the fairy days when the gods have lent	W
To our lips the silence of heart s content	W
Ah those were the days of youth s perfect spring	X
When each wandering wind had a song to sing	X
When the touch of care and the shade of woe	F
Were but empty words we could never know	F
As we rode neath the gum and the box trees high	D
And our idle laughter went floating by	D
As we rode o er the leagues of the billowy plain	R
Where the grass grew green neath the summer rain	R
And over the hills in the range s heart	Y
To the fern decked glen where the waters dart	Y
And we railed at time and the laggard year	M
Ere a bride would be mistress of Bendemeer	M
Now the old time feud that was first begun	E
When the Gordons settled on Glenbar run	E
It had passed away it was buried deep	Z
In the quiet graves where our fathers sleep	Z
And sweet Mary Gordon was left alone	U
In the quaint old station of rough hewn stone	U
The maiden whom lovers sought near and far	M
The stately lily of old Glenbar	M
Our kinsfolk had hated from year to year	M
Since the first Loraine came to Bendemeer	M
They have passed where none can cavil and strive	A2
How could she and I keep the feud alive	A2
I James Loraine who were better dead	B2
Than harm one hair of her gentle head	B2
So we made the bond that would bind one day	L
Glenbar and Bendemeer for aye	D
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For at last though it left me with saddened face	S
I was master of all in my father s place	S
Of the gray old dwelling rambling and wide	C2
With the homestead paddocks on either side	C2
And the deep verandahs and porches tall	D2
Where the vine climbs high on the trellised wall	D2
Where the pine and cypress their dark crowns rear	M
O er the garden the glory of Bendemeer	M
From whence you can dream o er the tranquil scene	J
Of the scattered sheep on the lucerne green	J
And the mighty plain in the sunlight spread	B2
With the brown hawk motionless overhead	B2
And the stockmen s cottages clustering still	E2
On the gentle slope of the station hill	E2
And the woolshed gray on the swelling rise	F2
Where the creek winds blue neath the bluer skies	F2
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And here in the days when our hearts were light	T
We lived life joyously day and night	T
For the friend of my soul who was dear to me	P
As no friend hath been or again can be	P
Was Oliver Douglas In cloud or shine	G2
My heart was his and his heart was mine	G2
And we lived like brothers from year to year	M
And toiled for the honour of Bendemeer	M
And my life moved on thro a golden haze	H2
The splendid glamour of fortunate days	H2
What more to a man can the high God send	I2
Than the fairest maid and the firmest friend	I2
I have read in some poet how Friendship may	L
Stand strong as a tower in the darkest day	L
When the lips of Love that were quick to vow	J2
Have failed neath the frown upon Fortune s brow	J2
What a friend was he without fear or guile	K2
With his careless ways and his ready smile	K2
With the voice to cheer and the eye to praise	H2
And the heart to toil through the hardest days	H2
How he won all hearts were they high or low	F
By the easy charm that I envied so	F
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For they say in jest I am true to race	S
The dark Loraines of the haughty face	S
Awkward and shy and unbending when	Q
I am full of love for my fellow men	Q
But I caught at the sunshine he flung about	L2
The man to whom all my heart went out	L2
Ah how oft at dusk neath the evening star	M
Have we reined our horses at old Glenbar	M
And sat in the quaint familiar room	M2
Made sweet with the scent of the jasmine bloom	M2
Where my soul first saw in her dreamy eyes	F2
The lights of the gateways of Paradise	N2
How we lingered over our hopes and fears	O2
As we planned the course of the coming years	O2
Whilst Oliver chatted with easy flow	F
To Margaret Bruce with the hair of snow	F
The proud old dame of a proud old race	S
Who lived for the child with her sister s face	S
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O the joyous days O the morning air	M
When the blood was young and the world was air	M
When from Tara and Westmere and Boradaile	F
And from Snowdon Hills and from Lilyvale	F
And from Tallaran and the plains of Scar	M
All sent down their horses to old Glenbar	M
From many a station for miles away	L
Came the happy faces on racing day	L
Came the big bush buggies fast rolling in	P2
With the four in hands and the merry din	P2
And if strife was keen in those days of old	V
Twas for love of sport not for lust of gold	V
For then each man rode as a man should ride	C2
With his honour at stake and the station s pride	C2
When every racehorse was sent to race	S
And each run had a crack for the steeplechase	S
And I see the last timber loom big and bare	M
As we held the field with a length to spare	M
And Douglas crashed past me on Charioteer	M
The big gray gelding from Bendemeer	M
But I rode the bay with the tiny star	M
That had carried the Lily of old Glenbar	M
And I rode for all that I cared for most	Q2
And I collared the gray ere he passed the post	Q2
Ah how gaily and lightly our pulses beat	R2
As the night went out to the trip of feet	R2
And though all men sought her with hope and praise	H2
It was I she loved with my awkward ways	H2
It was I she loved in the golden days	H2
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The drought came down upon Bendemeer	M
And the grass grew yellow and scant and sere	M
And the lucerne paddocks were eaten brown	S2
And half the trees on the run cut down	S2
And we toiled all day midst the dying sheep	Z
The tottering frames that could scarcely creep	Z
And the dead by scores lay over the plain	R
But God seemed deaf for He sent no rain	R
And whilst Hope stood sounding her funeral knells	H2
Who had heart to talk about wedding bells	H2
And the drought held on for a three year span	T2
And I woke one morning a ruined man	T2
Yet Fate smote harder a deadlier blow	F
For on old Glenbar there was word to go	F
For the mortgage hung over Glenbar run	E
And their stock were dead and their credit done	E
And the bank foreclosed We were cast aside	C2
From the homes where our fathers had li	F

George Essex Evans

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