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IT MAY have been a fragment of that higher	A
Truth dreams at times disclose	B
It may have been to Fond Illusion nigher	A
But thus the story goes	B
A fierce sun glared upon a gaunt land stricken	C
With barrenness and thirst	D
Where Nature s pulse with joy of Spring would quicken	C
No more a land accurst	D
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Gray salt bush grimmer made the desolation	C
Like mocking immortelles	B
Strewn on the graveyard of a perished nation	C
Whose name no record tells	B
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No faintest sign of distant water glimmered	D
The aching eye to bless	B
The far horizon like a sword s edge shimmered	D
Keen gleaming pitiless	B
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And all the long day through the hot air quivered	D
Beneath a burning sky	E
In dazzling dance of heat that flashed and shivered	D
It seemed as if hard by	E
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The borders of this region evil favoured	D
Life ended Death began	F
But no upon the plain a shadow wavered	D
The shadow of a man	F
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What man was this by Fate or Folly driven	C
To cross the dreadful plain	G
A pilgrim poor or Ishmael unforgiven	C
The man was Andy Blane	G
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A stark old sinner and a stout as ever	A
Blue swag has carried through	A
That grim wild land men name the Never Never	A
Beyond the far Barcoo	E
	-
His strength was failing now but his unfailing	E
Strong spirit still upbore	A
And drove him on with courage yet unquailing	E
In spite of weakness sore	A
	-
When lo beside a clump of salt bush lying	E
All suddenly he found	D
A stranger who before his eyes seemed dying	E
Of thirst without a sound	D
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Straightway beside that stranger on the sandy	D
Salt plain a death bed sad	D
Down kneeling Drink this water mate said Andy	D
It was the last he had	D
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Behold a miracle for when that Other	A
Had drunk he rose and cried	D
Let us pass on As brother might with brother	A
So went they side by side	D
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Until the fierce sun like an eyeball bloody	D
Eclipsed in death was seen	H
No more and in the spacious West still ruddy	D
A star shone out serene	H
	-
As one then whom some memory beguiling	E
May gladden yea and grieve	I
The stranger pointing up said sadly smiling	E
The Star of Christmas Eve	I
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Andy replied not Unto him the sky was	B
All reeling stars his breath	J
Came thick and fast and life an empty lie was	B
True one thing only Death	J
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Beneath the moonlight with the weird wan glitter	A
Of salt bush all around	D
He lay but by his side in that dark bitter	A
Last hour a friend he found	D
Thank God he said He s acted more than square mate	D
By me in this and I m	K
A Rip He must have known I was well there mate	D
A White Man all the time	L
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To morrow s Christmas day God knows where I ll be	D
By then I don t but you	A
Away from this Death s hole should many a mile be	D
At Blake s on the Barcoo	E
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You take this cheque there they will cash it sonny	D
It meant my Christmas spree	D
And do just what you like best with the money	D
In memory of me	D
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The stranger smiling with a little leaven	C
Of irony said Yea	M
But there it shall not be With me in Heaven	C
You ll spend your Christmas Day	M
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Then that gray heathen that old back block stager	A
Half jestingly replied	D
And laughed and laughed again Mate it s a wager	A
And grimly laughing died	D
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St Peter stood at the Celestial Portal	N
Gazing down gulfs of air	A
When Andy Blane no longer now a mortal	N
Appeared before him there	A
What seek st thou here the saint in tone ironic	E
Said Surely the wrong gate	D
This is for thee Andy replied laconic	E
I want to find my mate	D
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The gates flew wide The glory unbeholden	C
Of mortal eyes was there	A
He gazed this trembling sinner at the golden	C
Thrones terrible and fair	A
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And shuddered Then down through the living splendour	A
Came One unto the gate	D
Who said with outspread hands in accents tender	A
Andy I am your mate	D

Victor James Daley

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