John Shaw Neilson

Native Companions Dancing

On the blue plains in wintry days
 The stately birds move in the dance.
Keen eyes have they, and quaint old ways
On the blue plains in wintry days.
The Wind, their unseen Piper, plays,
 They strut, salute, reatreat, advance;
On the blue plains, in wintry days,
 These stately birds move in the dance
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