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Title: Farewell To The Bushmen
Author: Henry Lawson [
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Some carry their swags in the Great North-West
Where the bravest battle and die,
And a few have gone to their last long rest,
And a few have said "Good-bye!"
The coast grows dim, and it may be long
Ere the Gums again I see;
So I put my soul in a farewell song
To the chaps who barracked for me.
Their days are hard at the best of times,
And their dreams are dreams of care--
God bless them all for their big soft hearts,
And the brave, brave grins they wear!
God keep me straight as a man can go,
And true as a man may be!
For the sake of the hearts that were always so,
Of the men who had faith in me!
And a ship-side word I would say, you chaps
Of the blood of the Don't-give-in!
The world will call it a boast, perhaps--
But I'll win, if a man can win!
And not for gold nor the world's applause--
Though ways to the end they be--
I'll win, if a man might win, because
Of the men who believed in me.
[The end]
Henry Lawson's poem: Farewell To The Bushmen
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