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Above the skirts of yellow clouds	A
The god like Sun arrayed	B
In blinding splendour swiftly rose	C
And looked athwart the glade	B
The sleepy dingo watched him break	D
The bonds that curbed his flight	E
And from his golden tresses shake	D
The fading gems of Night	E
And wild goburras laughed aloud	F
Their merry morning songs	G
As Echo answered in the depths	H
With a thousand thousand tongues	I
The gully depths where many a vine	J
Of ancient growth had crept	K
To cluster round the hoary pine	J
Where scanty mosses wept	K
	-
Huge stones and damp and broken crags	I
In wild chaotic heap	L
Were lying at the barren base	I
Of the ferny hillside steep	L
Between those fragments hollows lay	M
Upfilled with fruitful ground	N
Where many a modest floweret grew	O
To scent the wind breaths round	N
As fertile patches bloom within	P
A dried and worldly heart	Q
When some that look can only see	I
The cold the barren part	Q
The Miser full with thoughts of gain	R
The meanest of his race	I
May in his breast some verdure hide	S
Though none that verdure trace	I
	-
Where time worn cliffs were jutting out	T
With rough and ragged edges	I
The snowy mountain lily slept	K
Behind the earthy ledges	I
Like some sweet Oriental Maid	B
Who blindly deems it duty	I
To wear a veil before her face	I
And hide her peerless beauty	I
Or like to Innocence that thrives	I
In midst of sin and sorrows	I
Nor from the cheerless scene around	N
The least infection borrows	I
But stayeth out her mortal life	U
Though in that lifetime lonely	I
With Virtue s lustre round her heart	Q
And Virtue s lustre only	I
	-
A patch of sunshine here and there	V
Lay on a leaf strewn water pool	W
Whose tribute trickled down the rocks	I
In gurgling ripples clear and cool	W
As iguanas from the clefts	I
Would steal along with rustling sound	N
To where the restless eddies roamed	X
Amongst the arrowy rushes round	N
While scanning them with angry eyes	I
From off a fallen myrtle log	Y
That branchless bridged the brushy creek	Z
There stood and barked a Shepherd s Dog	Y
And underneath a neighbouring mass	I
Of wattles intertwining	A2
His Master lay his back against	B2
The grassy banks reclining	A2
	-
Beneath the shade of ironbarks	I
Stretched o er the valley s sloping bed	C2
Half hidden in a tea tree scrub	D2
A flock of dusky sheep were spread	C2
And fitful bleating faintly came	E2
On every joyous breath of wind	F2
That up the stony hills would fly	G2
And leave the hollows far behind	F2
Wild tones of music from the Creek	Z
Were intermingling with the breeze	I
The loud rich lays of countless birds	I
Perched on the dark mimosa trees	I
Those merry birds with wings of light	E
Which rival every golden ray	M
Out flashing from the lamps of Night	E
Or streaming o er the brow of Day	M
	-
Amongst the gnarly apple trees	I
A gorgeous tribe of parrots came	E2
And screaming leapt from bough to bough	H2
Like living jets of crimson flame	E2
And where the hillside growing gums	I
Their web like foliage upward threw	O
Old Nature rang with echoes from	I2
The loud voiced mountain cockatoo	O
And a thousand nameless twittering things	I
Between the rustling sapling sprays	I
Were flashing through the fragrant leaves	I
And dancing like to fabled fays	I
Rejoicing in the glorious light	E
That beauteous Morning had unfurled	J2
To make the heart of Nature glad	K2
And clothe with smiles a weeping World	J2

Henry Kendall

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