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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the Old Boundary Rider</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fat and full of health are the valleys of the Condamine, <br>There the yellow maize and the green tobacco grow, <br>Through the little gardens runs the trailing passion-vine, <br>And softly to the North the white downs flow. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Here nothing changes, seed-time or harvest-time, <br>Mulga on the skyline, mulga round the place, <br>Riding round the fences I hear the bells of bullocks chime, <br>But homely sounds come rarer than a woman's face. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lonely is the day and lonely is the firelight, <br>Lonely is the heart when the trees come creeping near, <br>When the bobock calls the very dogs are dumb with fright, <br>And when a voice starts singing it's my own voice that I hear. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Back let me ride to the valley of the Condamine, <br>There the little homesteads nestle in their green, <br>Opal where the mists rise, amber where the paddocks shine, <br>My own things round me and none to come between.</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=Vance+Palmer">Vance Palmer</a></strong></div>