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Twelve years ago our Jack was lost All night	A
Twelve years ago the Spirit of the Storm	B
Sobbed round our camp A wind of northern hills	C
That hold a cold companionship with clouds	D
Came down and wrestled like a giant with	E
The iron featured woods and fall and ford	F
The night our Jack was lost sent forth a cry	G
Of baffled waters where the Murray sucked	H
The rain replenished torrents at his source	I
And gathered strength and started for the sea	J
We took our Jack from Melbourne just two weeks	K
Before this day twelve years ago He left	L
A home where Love upon the threshold paused	M
And wept across the shoulder of the lad	N
And blest us when we said we d take good care	O
To keep the idol of the house from harm	P
We were a band of three We started thence	Q
To look for watered lands and pastures new	R
With faces set towards the down beyond	S
Where cool Monaro s topmost mountain breaks	T
The wings of many a seaward going storm	B
And shapes them into wreaths of subtle fire	U
We were I say a band of three in all	V
With brother Tom for leader Bright eyed Jack	W
Who thought himself as big a man as Tom	X
Was self elected second in command	Y
And I was cook and groom A week slipt by	G
Brimful of life of health and happiness	Z
For though our progress northward had been slow	A2
Because the country on the track was rough	B2
No one amongst us let his spirits flag	C2
Moreover being young and at the stage	D2
When all things novel wear a fine romance	E2
We found in ridge and glen and wood and rock	F2
And waterfall and everything that dwells	G2
Outside with nature pleasure of that kind	H2
Which only lives for those whose hearts are tired	I2
Of noisy cities and are fain to feel	J2
The peace and power of the mighty hills	C
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The second week we crossed the upper fork	K2
Where Murray meets a river from the east	L2
And there one evening dark with coming storm	B
We camped a furlong from the bank Our Jack	W
The little man that used to sing and shout	M2
And start the merry echoes of the cliffs	N2
And gravely help me to put up the tent	O2
And try a thousand tricks and offices	P2
That made me scold and laugh by turns the pet	Q2
Of sisters and the youngest hope of one	R2
Who grew years older in a single night	A
Our Jack I say strayed off into the dusk	S2
Lured by the noises of a waterfall	V
And though we hunted shouting right and left	L
The whole night long through wind and rain and searched	T2
For five days afterwards we never saw	U2
The lad again	V2
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I turned to Tom and said	W2
That wild fifth evening Which of us has heart	X2
Enough to put the saddle on our swiftest horse	I
And post away to Melbourne there to meet	Y2
And tell his mother we have lost her son	R2
Or which of us can bear to stand and see	J
The white affliction of a faded face	Z2
Made old by you and me O Tom my boy	A3
Her heart will break Tom moaned but did not speak	B3
A word He saddled horse and galloped off	C3
O Jack Jack Jack When bright haired Benjamin	R2
Was sent to Egypt with his father s sons	D3
Those rough half brothers took more care of him	E3
Than we of you But shall we never see	J
Your happy face my brave lad any more	F3
Nor hear you whistling in the fields at eve	G3
Nor catch you up to mischief with your knife	H3
Amongst the apple trees Nor find you out	M2
A truant playing on the road to school	I3
Nor meet you boy in any other guise	J3
You used to take Is this worn cap I hold	K3
The only thing you ve left us of yourself	L3
Are we to sit from night to night deceived	M3
Through rainy seasons by presentiments	J3
That make us start at shadows on the pane	N3
And fancy that we hear you in the dark	O3
And wonder that your step has grown so slow	A2
And listen for your hand upon the door	F3

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