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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Drovers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Over the plains of the whitening grass <br>and the stunted mulga the drovers pass, <br>and in the red dust cloud, each side <br>of the cattle, the native stockmen ride. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And day after day lays bare the same <br>endless plains as the way they came, <br>and ever the cloven ranges lie <br>at the end of the land and the opal sky. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With creak of pack and saddle leather, <br>and chink of chain and bit together, <br>with moan of the herd with hobble and bell <br>they come to the tanks at the tea-tree well. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And through corroding blood-red hills <br>by sanded rivers the Gulf-rain fills, <br>far, where the morning star has shone <br>and paled above, their tracks are gone.</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=Roland+Robinson">Roland Robinson</a></strong></div>

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