<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358041" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wangaratta</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the meeting of the waters<br>Where the dark tree shadows play<br>Wangaratta's sons and daughters<br>Dream the drowsy hours away;<br>Placid see the season's greeting <br>Winter storm and summer sun<br>Wed, to flow henceforth as one.<br>Where two northbound rivers meeting,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long since prone to sudden dangers<br>When, to dim her dawning pride,<br>Morgan and his wild bushrangers<br>Thronged her pleasant countryside,<br>Now in her quiet graveyard resting<br>Lies old shame and that rash lad,<br>Where a mate, on tin attesting,<br>Pleads that 'he was not all bad.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crime and she are almost strangers<br>Now, since those ill doers died.<br>Bishops reign where once bushrangers<br>Slew her peace and shamed her pride.<br>And content within her waxes<br>In this pious atmosphere<br>Where naught now save threat-worn taxes<br>Wakens echoes of past fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the meeting of the waters<br>Where tree shadows shift and sway,<br>Nothing lingers here that slaughters<br>Her bucolic calm away.<br>Done at last with Youth's adventure <br>Quiet lady slow to move,<br>And wealthier grown she lives down censure<br>As she drifts in one straight groove.</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> <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=358041" data-title="Wangaratta de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="At the meeting of the waters Where the dark tree shadows play Wangaratta's sons and daughters Dream the drowsy hours away; Placid see the season's greeting Winter storm and summer sun Wed, to flow henceforth as one. Where two northbound rivers me..."></div> </div> </div>

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