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CULGAI PADDOCK
CULGAI PADDOCK
I Know that the tawny grass of the plain
Is blown like the sea to-day
By the wind that follows the autumn rain
And chases the clouds away,
And ruffles the winding lagoon, and now
The sky's blue, dewy and clean,
Will show in the lee where the rushes bow
Like shattered aquamarine.
To-day, when the cranes in their grey and pink
Fish solemnly in the weeds,
To-day, when the cattle come down to drink
And push through the whispering reeds,
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