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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344089" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The City of Dreadful Thirst</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke-- <br>"They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk. <br>But all the smartest men down here are puzzled to define <br>A kind of new phenomenon that came to Narromine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Last summer up in Narromine 'twas gettin' rather warm-- <br>Two hundred in the water bag, and lookin' like a storm-- <br>We all were in the private bar, the coolest place in town, <br>When out across the stretch of plain a cloud came rollin' down, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"We don't respect the clouds up there, they fill us with disgust, <br>They mostly bring a Bogan shower -- three raindrops and some dust; <br>But each man, simultaneous-like, to each man said, 'I think <br>That cloud suggests it's up to us to have another drink!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"There's clouds of rain and clouds of dust -- we've heard of them before, <br>And sometimes in the daily press we read of 'clouds of war': <br>But -- if this ain't the Gospel truth I hope that I may burst-- <br>That cloud that came to Narromine was just a cloud of thirst. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"It wasn't like a common cloud, 'twas more a sort of haze; <br>It settled down about the streets, and stopped for days and days, <br>And now a drop of dew could fall and not a sunbeam shine <br>To pierce that dismal sort of mist that hung on Narromine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"Oh, Lord! we had a dreadful time beneath that cloud of thirst! <br>We all chucked up our daily work and went upon the burst. <br>The very blacks about the town that used to cadge for grub, <br>They made an organised attack and tried to loot the pub. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"We couldn't leave the private bar no matter how we tried; <br>Shearers and squatters, union men and blacklegs side by side <br>Were drinkin' there and dursn't move, for each was sure, he said, <br>Before he'd get a half a mile the thirst would strike him dead! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"We drank until the drink gave out, we searched from room to room, <br>And round the pub, like drunken ghosts, went howling through the gloom. <br>The shearers found some kerosene and settled down again, <br>But all the squatter chaps and I, we staggered to the train. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"And, once outside the cloud of thirst, we felt as right as pie, <br>But while we stopped about the town we had to drink or die. <br>But now I hear it's safe enough, I'm going back to work <br>Because they say the cloud of thirst has shifted on to Bourke. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>"But when you see these clouds about -- like this one over here-- <br>All white and frothy at the top, just like a pint of beer, <br>It's time to go and have a drink, for if that cloud should burst <br>You'd find the drink would all be gone, for that's a cloud of thirst!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We stood the man from Narromine a pint of half-and-half; <br>He drank it off without a gasp in one tremendous quaff; <br>"I joined some friends last night," he said, "in what they called a spree; <br>But after Narromine 'twas just a holiday to me." </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And now beyond the Western Range, where sunset skies are red, <br>And clouds of dust, and clouds of thirst, go drifting overhead, <br>The railway train is taking back, along the Western Line, <br>That narrow-minded person on his road to Narromine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344089" data-title="The City of Dreadful Thirst de Andrew Barton Paterson" data-description="The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke-- "They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk. But all the smartest men down here are puzzled to define A kind of new phenomenon that came to Narromine. "Last summ..."></div> </div> </div>
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