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The ladies are coming the super says	A
To the shearers sweltering there	B
And the ladies means in the shearing shed	C
Don t cut em too bad Don t swear	B
The ghost of a pause in the shed s rough heart	D
And lower is bowed each head	C
And nothing is heard save a whispered word	E
And the roar of the shearing shed	C
	-
The tall shy rouser has lost his wits	F
And his limbs are all astray	G
He leaves a fleece on the shearing board	H
And his broom in the shearer s way	G
There s a curse in store for that jackaroo	G
As down by the wall he slants	F
And the ringer bends with his legs askew	I
And wishes he d patched them pants	F
	-
They are girls from the city Our hearts rebel	J
As we squint at their dainty feet	K
And they gush and say in a girly way	G
That the dear little lambs are sweet	K
And Bill the ringer who d scorn the use	F
Of a childish word like damn	L
Would give a pound that his tongue were loose	F
As he tackles a lively lamb	L
	-
Swift thoughts of homes in the coastal towns	F
Or rivers and waving grass	F
And a weight on our hearts that we cannot define	M
That comes as the ladies pass	F
But the rouser ventures a nervous dig	N
In the ribs of the next to him	O
And Barcoo says to his pen mate Twig	N
The style of the last un Jim	O
	-
Jim Moonlight gives her a careless glance	F
Then he catches his breath with pain	P
His strong hand shakes and the sunlights dance	F
As he bends to his work again	Q
But he s well disguised in a bristling beard	R
Bronzed skin and his shearer s dress	F
And whatever Jim Moonlight hoped or feared	R
Were hard for his mates to guess	F
	-
Jim Moonlight wiping his broad white brow	G
Explains with a doleful smile	S
A stitch in the side and he s all right now	G
But he leans on the beam awhile	S
And gazes out in the blazing noon	T
On the clearing brown and bare	G
She has come and gone like a breath of June	T
In December s heat and glare	G
	-
The bushmen are big rough boys at the best	U
With hearts of a larger growth	V
But they hide those hearts with a brutal jest	U
And the pain with a reckless oath	V
Though the Bills and Jims of the bush bard sing	W
Of their life loves lost or dead	C
The love of a girl is a sacred thing	W
Not voiced in a shearing shed	C

Henry Lawson

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