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The squatter saw his pastures wide	A
Decrease as one by one	B
The farmers moving to the west	C
Selected on his run	B
Selectors took the water up	D
And all the black soil round	E
The best grass land the squatter had	F
Was spoilt by Ross's Ground	E
	-
Now many schemes to shift old Ross	G
Had racked the squatter's brains	H
But Sandy had the stubborn blood	I
Of Scotland in his veins	H
He held the land and fenced it in	J
He cleared and ploughed the soil	K
And year by year a richer crop	L
Repaid him for his toil	K
	-
Between the homes for many years	M
The devil left his tracks	N
The squatter pounded Ross's stock	O
And Sandy pounded Black's	N
A well upon the lower run	B
Was filled with earth and logs	P
And Black laid baits about the farm	Q
To poison Ross's dogs	R
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It was indeed a deadly feud	S
Of class and creed and race	T
But yet there was a Romeo	U
And a Juliet in the case	T
And more than once across the flats	V
Beneath the Southern Cross	W
Young Robert Black was seen to ride	A
With pretty Jenny Ross	G
	-
One Christmas time when months of drought	X
Had parched the western creeks	Y
The bush fires started in the north	Z
And travelled south for weeks	Y
At night along the river side	A
The scene was grand and strange	A2
The hill fires looked like lighted streets	B2
Of cities in the range	A2
	-
The cattle tracks between the trees	C2
Were like long dusky aisles	D2
And on a sudden breeze the fire	E2
Would sweep along for miles	D2
Like sounds of distant musketry	E2
It crackled through the brakes	F2
And o'er the flat of silver grass	G2
It hissed like angry snakes	F2
	-
It leapt across the flowing streams	H2
And raced o'er pastures broad	I2
It climbed the trees and lit the boughs	J2
And through the scrubs it roared	K2
The bees fell stifled in the smoke	L2
Or perished in their hives	M2
And with the stock the kangaroos	N2
Went flying for their lives	O2
	-
The sun had set on Christmas Eve	P2
When through the scrub lands wide	A
Young Robert Black came riding home	Q2
As only natives ride	A
He galloped to the homestead door	E2
And gave the first alarm	Q
The fire is past the granite spur	E2
And close to Ross's farm '	-
	-
Now father send the men at once	R2
They won't be wanted here	E2
Poor Ross's wheat is all he has	S2
To pull him through the year '	-
Then let it burn ' the squatter said	T2
I'd like to see it done	B
I'd bless the fire if it would clear	E2
Selectors from the run	B
	-
Go if you will ' the squatter said	T2
You shall not take the men	U2
Go out and join your precious friends	V2
And don't come here again '	-
I won't come back ' young Robert cried	A
And reckless in his ire	E2
He sharply turned his horse's head	T2
And galloped towards the fire	E2
	-
And there for three long weary hours	W2
Half blind with smoke and heat	X2
Old Ross and Robert fought the flames	Y2
That neared the ripened wheat	X2
The farmer's hand was nerved by fears	M
Of danger and of loss	W
And Robert fought the stubborn foe	U
For the love of Jenny Ross	G
	-
But serpent like the curves and lines	Z2
Slipped past them and between	A3
Until they reached the bound'ry where	E2
The old coach road had been	J
The track is now our only hope	B3
There we must stand ' cried Ross	G
For nought on earth can stop the fire	E2
If once it gets across '	-
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Then came a cruel gust of wind	C3
And with a fiendish rush	D3
The flames leapt o'er the narrow path	E3
And lit the fence of brush	D3
The crop must burn ' the farmer cried	A
We cannot save it now '	-
And down upon the blackened ground	E
He dashed the ragged bough	F3
	-
But wildly in a rush of hope	B3
His heart began to beat	X2
For o'er the crackling fire he heard	G3
The sound of horses' feet	X2
Here's help at last ' young Robert cried	A
And even as he spoke	L2
The squatter with a dozen men	U2
Came racing through the smoke	L2
	-
Down on the ground the stockmen jumped	H3
And bared each brawny arm	Q
They tore green branches from the trees	C2
And fought for Ross's farm	Q
And when before the gallant band	I3
The beaten flames gave way	J3
Two grimy hands in friendship joined	K3
And it was Christmas Day	J3

Henry Lawson

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