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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Squatter’s Daughter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">OUT in the west, where runs are wide,<br>And days than ours are hotter,<br>Not very far from Lachlan Side<br>There dwelt a wealthy squatter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of old opinions he was full—<br>An Englishman, his sire,<br>Was hated long where peasants pull<br>Their forelocks to the squire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He loved the good old British laws,<br>And Royalty’s regalia,<br>And oft was heard to growl because<br>They wouldn’t fit Australia.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This squatter had a lovely child—<br>An angel bright we thought her;<br>And all the stockmen rude and wild<br>Adored the squatter’s daughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But on a bright eventful morn,<br>A swell of northern nation—<br>A lordling—brought his languid yawn<br>And eyeglass to the station.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He coveted the squatter’s wealth;<br>He saw the squatter’s daughter:<br>And, what is more than heart or health,<br>His empty title bought her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And “Yes”, the father made her say<br>In spite of tears and kissing;<br>But early on the wedding day<br>The station found her missing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And madder still the squatter grew,<br>And madder still the lover;<br>When by-and-by a-missing too,<br>A stockman they discover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then on the squatter’s brow the frown<br>Went blacker still and blacker;<br>He sent a man to bring from town<br>A trooper and a tracker.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dusty rascal saw the trail;<br>He never saw it plainer;<br>The reason why he came to fail<br>Will take a shrewd explainer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A day and night the party lose;<br>The track the tracker parried;<br>And then a stockman brought the news—<br>“The runaways were married!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The squatter swore that he’d forgive,<br>Perhaps, when he forgot her;<br>But he’d disown her while he’d live,<br>And while they called him squatter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But as the empty months went o’er,<br>To ease his heart’s vexation<br>He brought his bold young son-in-law<br>To manage stock and station.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And glad was he that he forgave,<br>Because a something had he<br>To keep his gray hairs from the grave,<br>And call him “Dear Grand Daddy”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To Democratic victories<br>In after years he’d listen;<br>And, strange to say, to things like these<br>His aged eyes would glisten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lordling took another girl<br>Not quite of his desire,<br>And went to where the farmers twirl<br>Their forelocks to the squire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now often to the station comes<br>An old and wrinkled tracker:<br>They cheer his heart with plenty rum,<br>And “plenty pheller bacca”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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And days than ours are hotter,
Not very far from Lachlan Side
There dwelt a wealthy squatter.

Of old opinions he was full—
An Englishman, his sire,
Was hated long where peasants pull
Their forelocks to the ..."></div>
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