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It was a day of sombre heat	A
The still dense air was void of sound	B
And life no wing of bird did beat	A
A little breeze through it the ground	B
Was like live ashes to the feet	A
From the black hills that loomed around	B
The valley many a sudden spire	C
Of flame shot up and writhed and curled	D
And sank again for heaviness	E
And heavy seemed to men that day	F
The burden of the weary world	D
For evermore the sky did press	E
Closer upon the earth that lay	F
Fainting beneath as one in dire	C
Dreams of the night upon whose breast	G
Sits a black phantom of unrest	G
That holds him down The earth and sky	H
Appeared unto the troubled eye	H
A roof of smoke a floor of fire	I
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There was no water in the land	J
Deep in the night of each ravine	K
Men vainly searching for it found	B
Dry hollows in the gaping ground	B
Like sockets where clear eyes had been	L
Now burnt out with a burning brand	J
There was no water in the land	J
But the salt sea tide that did roll	M
Far past the places where till then	N
The sweet streams met and flung it back	O
The beds of little brooks that stole	M
In spring time down each ferny glen	N
And rippled over rock and sand	J
Were drier than a cattle track	O
A dull strange languor of disease	E
That ever with the heat increased	P
Fell upon man and bird and beast	P
The thin flanked cattle gasped for breath	Q
The birds dropped dead from drooping trees	E
And men who drank the muddy lees	E
From each near dry though deep dug well	R
Grew faint and over all things fell	R
A heavy stupor dank as Death	Q
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Fierce Nature glaring with a face	E
Of savage scorn at my despair	S
Withered my heart From cone to base	E
The hills were full of hollow eyes	E
That rayed out darkness dead and dull	T
Gray rocks grinned under ridges bare	S
Like dry teeth in a mouldered skull	T
And ghastly gum tree trunks did loom	U
Out of black clefts and rifts of gloom	U
As sheeted spectres that arise	E
From yawning graves at dead of night	V
To fill the living with affright	V
And like to witches foul that bare	S
Their withered arms and bend and cast	V
Dread curses on the sleeping lands	E
In awful legends of the past	V
Red gums with outstretched bloody hands	E
Shook maledictions in the air	S
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Fear was around me everywhere	S
The wrinkled foreheads of the rocks	E
Frowned on me and methought I saw	E
Deep down in dismal gulfs of awe	W
Where gray death adders have their lair	S
With the fiend bat the flying fox	E
And dim sun rays down groping far	X
Pale as a dead man's fingers are	X
The grisly image of Decay	F
That at the root of Life doth gnaw	E
Sitting alone upon a throne	Y
Of rotting skull and bleaching bone	Y
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There is an end to all our griefs	E
Little the red worm of the grave	Z
Will vex us when our days are done	A2
So changed my thought up gazing then	N
On gray piled stones that seemed the cairns	E
Of dead and long forgotten chiefs	E
The men of old the poor wild men	N
Who under dim lights fought a brave	Z
Sad fight of Life where hope was none	A2
In the vague voiceless far off years	E
It changed again to present pain	B2
And I saw Sorrow everywhere	S
In blackened trees and rust red ferns	E
Blasted by bush fires and the sun	A2
And by the salt flood salt as tears	E
Where the wild apple trees hung low	C2
And evermore stooped down to stare	S
At their drowned shadows in the wave	Z
Wringing their knotted hands of woe	C2
And the dark swamp oaks row on row	C2
Lined either bank a sombre train	B2
Of mourners with down streaming hair	S

Victor James Daley

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