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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Before We Were Married</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">BLACKSOIL PLAINS were grey soil, grey soil in the drought.<br>Fifteen years away, and five hundred miles out;<br>Swag and bag and billy carried all our care<br>Before we were married, and I wish that I were there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">River banks were grassy—grassy in the bends,<br>Running through the land where mateship never ends;<br>We belled the lazy fishing lines and droned the time away<br>Before we were married, and I wish it were to-day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Working down the telegraph—winters’ gales and rains<br>Cross the tumbled scenery of Marlborough “plains”,<br>Beach and bluff and cook’s tent—and the cook was a “cow”<br>Before we were married, but I wish that it was now.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The rolling road to Melbourne, and grey-eyed girl in fur—<br>One arm to a stanchion—and one round her;<br>Seat abaft the skylight when the moon had set—<br>Before she was married, and I wish it wasn’t yet.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a></strong></div>