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Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders	A
Stood a terrace in the city when the current year began	B
And a notice indicated there were vacancies for boarders	A
In the middle house and lodgings for a single gentleman	C
Now a singular observer could have seen but few attractions	D
Whether in the house or missus or the notice or the street	E
But at last there came a lodger whose appearances and actions	D
Puzzled Constable M Carty the policeman on the beat	E
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He the single gent was wasted almost to emaciation	C
And his features were the palest that M Carty ever saw	F
And these indications pointing to a past of dissipation	C
Greatly strengthened the suspicions of the agent of the law	F
He the lodger hang the pronoun seemed to like the stormy weather	G
When the elements in battle kept it up a little late	H
Yet he d wander in the moonlight when the stars were close together	G
Taking ghostly consolation in a visionary state	H
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He would walk the streets at midnight when the storm king raised his banner	G
Walk without his old umbrella wave his arms above his head	I
Or he d fold them tight and mutter in a wild disjointed manner	G
While the town was wrapped in slumber and he should have been in bed	I
Said the constable on duty Shure Oi wonther phwat his trade is	J
And the constable would watch him from the shadow of a wall	K
But he never picked a pocket and he ne er accosted ladies	L
And the constable was puzzled what to make of him at all	K
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Now M Carty had arrested more than one notorious dodger	G
He had heard of men afflicted with the strangest kind of fads	M
But he couldn t fix the station or the business of the lodger	G
Who at times would chum with cadgers and at other times with cads	N
And the constable would often stand and wonder how the gory	G
Sheol the stranger got his living for he loafed the time away	O
And he often sought a hillock when the sun went down in glory	G
Just as if he was a mourner at the burial of the day	O
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Mac had noticed that the lodger did a mighty lot of smoking	P
And could stow away a long un never winking so he could	Q
And M Carty once at midnight came upon the lodger poking	P
Round about suspicious alleys where the common houses stood	Q
Yet the constable had seen him in a class above suspicion	C
Seen him welcomed with effusion by a dozen toney gents	N
Seen him driving in the buggy of a rising politician	C
Thro the gateway of the member s toney private residence	N
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And the constable off duty had observed the lodger slipping	P
Down a lane to where the river opened on the ocean wide	R
Where he d stand for hours gazing at the distant anchor d shipping	P
But he never took his coat off so it wasn t suicide	R
For the constable had noticed that a man who s filled with loathing	P
For his selfish fellow creatures and the evil things that be	G
Will for some mysterious reason shed a portion of his clothing	P
Ere he takes his first and final plunge into eternity	G
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And M Carty once at midnight be it said to his abasement	G
Left his beat and climbed a railing of considerable height	G
Just to watch the lodger s shadow on the curtain of his casement	G
While the little room was lighted in the listening hours of night	G
Now at first the shadow hinted that the substance sat inditing	P
Now it indicated toothache or the headache and again	C
Twould exaggerate the gestures of a dipsomaniac fighting	P
Those original conceptions of a whisky sodden brain	C
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Then the constable retreating scratched his head and muttered Sorra	G
Wan of me can undershtand it But Oi ll keep me oi on him	S
Divil take him and his tantrums he s a lunatic begorra	G
Or if he was up to mischief he d be sure to douse the glim	S
But M Carty wasn t easy for he had a vague suspicion	C
That a skame was being plotted and he thought the matter down	C
Till his mind was pretty certain that the business was sedition	C
And the man in league with others sought to overthrow the Crown	C
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But in spite of observation Mac received no information	C
And was forced to stay inactive being puzzled for a charge	T
That the lodger was a madman seemed the only explanation	C
Tho the house would scarcely harbour such a lunatic at large	T
His appearance failed to warrant apprehension as a vagrant	G
Tho twas getting very shabby as the constable could see	G
But M Carty in the meantime hoped to catch him in a flagrant	G
Breach of peace or the intention to commit a felony	G
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For digression there is leisure and it is the writer s pleasure	G
Just to pause a while and ponder on a painful legal fact	G
Being forced to say in sorrow and a line of doubtful measure	G
That there s nothing so elastic as the cruel Vagrant Act	G
Now M Carty knew his duty and was brave as any lion	C
But he dreaded being landed in an influential bog	P
As the chances were he would be if the man he had his eye on	C
Was a person of importance who was travelling incog	P
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Want of sleep and over worry seemed to tell upon M Carty	G
He was thirsty more than ever but his appetite resigned	G
He was previously reckoned as a jolly chap and hearty	G
But the mystery was lying like a mountain on his mind	G
Tho he tried his best he couldn t get a hold upon the lodger	G
For the latter s antecedents weren t known to the police	N
They considered that the devil was a dark and artful dodger	G
Who was scheming under cover for the downfall of the peace	N
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Twas a simple explanation though M Carty didn t know it	G
Which with half his penetration he might easily have seen	C
For the object of his dangerous suspicions was a poet	G
Who was not so widely famous as he thought he should have been	C
And the constable grew thinner till one morning little dhramin	C
Av the sword of revelation that was leapin from its sheath	U
He alighted on some verses in the columns of the Frayman	C
Wid the christian name an surname av the lodger onderneath	U
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Now M Carty and the poet are as brother is to brother	G
Or at least as brothers should be and they very often meet	G
On the lonely block at midnight and they wink at one another	G
Disappearing down the by way of a shanty in the street	G
And the poet s name you re asking well the ground is very tender	G
You must wait until the public put the gilt upon the name	S
Till a glorious sorrow drowning and perhaps a final bender	G
Heralds his triumphant entrance to the thunder halls of Fame	S

Henry Lawson

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