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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357660" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Laura Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dreaming to-day in a forest green<br>Where the great gums rake the sky,<br>My thoughts turn back to another scene<br>And to old days, long gone by;<br>To a land of youth, and a youth's employ,<br>And - to filch another's phrase -<br>To the men who were boys, when I was a boy,<br>In the long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To a little town that nestles down<br>By the hills of Beetaloo,<br>Where a youth dreamed dreams of fair renown,<br>And a man's ambition grew,<br>'Twas here his earliest songs were sung<br>And he won his earliest praise<br>From men who were young when he was young<br>In the long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spicer, Stockdale, Ballantyne, <br>Marrie, Mitchell and Braund;<br>How many a right good pal of mine<br>Has gone from that sunlit land.<br>How many a man, how many a lad, <br>Whose head now slowly greys,<br>To a song grew glad as I grew glad<br>In those long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Susman, Sibly and Dr Cook,<br>Blume and Barrington,<br>Oh! the lives of some are a long-closed book,<br>But many a tale runs on.<br>Hollis and Harvey, Chandler, Green <br>Are gone their various ways,<br>But I see them all in the olden scene<br>Of the long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see them still, I see the town<br>Under those scrub-clad hills,<br>The shops where the quiet street runs down,<br>Wilson, Rowland, Bills.<br>Taylor, Weste, Felstead too,<br>Cole of the kindly ways,<br>And many other friends I knew<br>In the long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the names of some come slow to mind,<br>But the faces greet me clear,<br>And I hold them all as men most kind,<br>As I hold the old town dear;<br>And so in memory to the end<br>That old time picture stays,<br>For I see each face as a faithful friend<br>Of the far off Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the ladies all I lift a glass,<br>And toast with a right good will,<br>Every matron, every lass, who<br>Shine in memory still,<br>Fair would I hymn them all in rhyme<br>With soaring song of praise,<br>Friends of mine from a golden time<br>In the long gone Laura days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the evening sun slants through the gums,<br>By my forest-rimmed abode,<br>Once more the old clear picture comes,<br>And my mind drifts down the road;<br>Back to the town by Beetaloo,<br>Where the Rocky River strays;<br>Back to the old kind friends I knew<br>In the dear dead Laura days.</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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Where the great gums rake the sky,
My thoughts turn back to another scene
And to old days, long gone by;
To a land of youth, and a youth's employ,
And - to filch another's phrase -
To the men who were boys, when I..."></div>
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