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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357652" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Knights Of The Never Never</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I rode with young Sid Kidman out across the Yarrowie Plain <br>In that year the Long Drought ended, and the northlands smiled again <br>As we took the old Tarcowie track and on to Booleroo,<br>His keen eye scanned the country, and we yarned of men we knew:<br>Mal Murray and Jim Spicer, of Jasser and Judell,<br>Bill Mitchell and old stagers whom I still remember well;<br>And he told of chance-missed fortunes when the game was in his grasp,<br>Of life along The Barrier with German Charlie Rasp.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, back in Kidman country where the grizzled bushmen are,<br>In many a stark out-station, o'er many a shanty bar,<br>The drovers' drawling voices talk about 'Old Sid' today:<br>'Bushmen like him ain't raised no more,' the grizzled veterans say,<br>For o'er the furthest saltbush lands his questing mind went out<br>To glimpse high opportunity where others saw black drought.<br>Shrewd-eyed, yet greatly daring, laughing he ventured forth<br>To stake his luck, his judgment 'gainst swift treacheries 'up north.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I mind the time I rode with him,' a wizened stockman says.<br>'He knowed that country like a map, an' all the tricks an' ways.<br>'Aye, and he knowed the cattle game.' The voices drone and drawl,<br>Till, 'The time I rode for Kidman,' is the burden of them all.<br>'Deserved his luck? Too right he did, seein' how he began;<br>But times like them don't come again for us or any man.<br>Them meddlin' airyplans an' sich brings old days to an end.'<br>And so they mourn, no magnate, but a bushman and a friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the best-known bushman passes in the fullness of his years;<br>And, with his passing, so an olden order disappears <br>Sid Kidman, Jimmy Tyson - rugged princes of Outback,<br>Who sought their fortunes far afield along the arid track;<br>Strong men who, taking heart of grace, unflinchingly rode forth<br>To play a rough, grim game, and win, against the stubborn North;<br>To become a land's tradition, future figures of romance,<br>Busmen who fought and loved their bush; the men who took a chance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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In that year the Long Drought ended, and the northlands smiled again 
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