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To-day I took old rhymes that I h… And read them through, each one un… When with a swift nostalgia was I… As with sad memories of some old f… Some happy, wayward man I used to…

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Side by side near the road they st… Like grave old men grown wise with… Veterans twain in this forest land… Marching together, hand to hand, Sober as ancient seers.

‘Country blokes is kind,’ he said, And sat upon his swag (I had no pipe tobacco, So he said he’d ‘risk a fag.’) ‘A country bloke’s my sort o’ blok…

Healesville is a smiling lass, ‘Mid her encircling hills, Where down full many a mountain pa… The gold of wattle spills. She holds her hands out to the Sp…

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Hoping you will not deem it rude, I’d like to call an interlude In our remarkable array Of leading statesmen of the day, And introduce to you forthwith

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