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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Vision Splendid</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Half waking and half dreaming,<br> While starry lamps hung low<br>I saw a vision splendid<br> Upon the darkness glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Capital Australian,<br> With waving banners plumed -<br>A shining flower of marble -<br> Magnificently bloomed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside a snow-fed river<br> 'Twas built in fashion rare -<br>Upon a lofty mountain,<br> All in a valley fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stately ships were sailing,<br> Like brides with flowing trains,<br>To seek its secret harbor<br> Amidst Australian plains.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all around it flourished<br> Luxuriantly free,<br>The giant gum and mangrove,<br> The crimson desert-pea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I beheld a building<br> That made a stately show -<br>The National Australian<br> Head Poetry Bureau.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gazed upon that Building<br> With trembling joy aghast;<br>The long-felt want of ages<br> Was filled (I thought) at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more the Native Poet<br> Need wildly beat his head<br>For lofty lyric measures<br> To buy him beer and bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he would lodge right nobly<br> And sleep serene, secure,<br>All in a chamber filled with<br> Adhesive furniture.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For never foot of Bailiff<br> Should pass his threshold o'er,<br>And never knock of landlord<br> Sound direful on his door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The State should also aid him<br> To build his lofty rhyme<br>On lordly eggs-and-bacon,<br> And sausages sublime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he should drink no longer<br> Cheap beer at common bar,<br>But royal wine of Wunghnu<br> At two-and-nine the jar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a vision splendid,<br> And brighter still did grow<br>When I was made the Chief of<br> The Poetry Bureau.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They clad me all in purple,<br> They hung me with festoons,<br>My singing-robes were spangled<br> With aluminium moons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, as a sign of genius<br> Above the common kind,<br>A wreath of gilded laurel<br> Around my hat they twined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They also gave me power to<br> The grain sift from the chaff,<br>And choose at my large pleasure<br> My own poetic staff.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then straightaway I appointed<br> To chant by day and night,<br>The brilliant young Australian<br> Who sang 'The Land of Light.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I also gave in fashion<br> Hilariously free,<br>The Girl and Horse Department<br> In charge of Ogilvie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And on the roof-ridge Brady<br> Sang salt-junk chanties great<br>To cheer the stout sea-lawyers<br> Who sail the Ship of State.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And tender-hearted Lawson<br> Sang everybody's wrongs;<br>And Brennan, in the basement,<br> Crooned weird, symbolic songs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And on the throne beside me,<br> Above the common din,<br>He sang his Songs of Beauty,<br> My friend, the poet Quinn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our own Australian artists<br> Made beautiful its halls -<br>The mighty steeds of Mahony<br> Pranced proudly on the walls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tom Roberts, he was there, too,<br> With painted portraits fine<br>Of men of light and leading -<br> Me, and some friends of mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Souter's Leering Lady,<br> 'Neath hat and over fan,<br>With Souter's cat was ogling<br> His check-clothed gentleman.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Fischer, Ashton, Lister,<br> With beetling genius rife -<br>Pardieu! I was their Patron,<br> And set them up for life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And from each dusky corner,<br> In petrified new birth,<br>Glared busts of Me and Barton,<br> By Nelson Illingworth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nine fair Muses dwelt there,<br> With board and lodging free;<br>Six by the States were chosen,<br> And I selected three.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there we turned out blithely<br> Australian poems sound,<br>To sell in lengths like carpet,<br> And also by the pound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Paddy Quinn, the Statesman,<br> Had made a law which said<br>That native authors only<br> On pain of death be read.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, brother bards, I grieve that<br> Good dreams do not come true;<br>You see how very nobly<br> I would have done to you!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, ah! the vision vanished,<br> And took away in tow<br>The National Australian<br> Head Poetry Bureau.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Victor+James+Daley">Victor James Daley</a><div class=q>
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 While starry lamps hung low
I saw a vision splendid
 Upon the darkness glow.

The Capital Australian,
 With waving banners plumed -
A shining flower of marble -
 Magnificently bloomed.

Beside a snow-fed river
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