The Oxford book of Australasian Verse
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'Tis in no alien land I sit, Almost it is mine own. Its fibres to my fibres knit, Its bone into my bone.
These are no alien skies I know, Yet something in my blood Calls sharp for breath of ice and snow Across the wide, salt flood.
Calls loud and will not be denied, Cries, with imperious tears, And mem'ries that have never died Leap wildly o'er the years : 219 ETHEL TURNER The thrill of England's winter days, Of England's frost-sharp air, The ice along her waterways, Her snowfields stretching f...air, Her snowfields gleaming through the dark, Her bird with breast aglow, On the white land a crimson mark, Ah England, England's snow !
Fair as a queen, this far south land, A wayward bride, half won, Her dowry careless flung like sand, Her royal flax unspun.
And if beneath her ardent glance Her subjects faint and reel, Does she but melt, stoop to entrance, They kiss her hem and kneel.
And I I kneel. For oft her hand Has gently touched my hair. Then with a throb I rise and stand, A Queen ! why should she spare !
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
'Tis in no alien land I sit, Almost it is mine own. Its fibres to my fibres knit, Its bone into my bone.
These are no alien skies I know, Yet something in my blood Calls sharp for breath of ice and snow Across the wide, salt flood.
Calls loud and will not be denied, Cries, with imperious tears, And mem'ries that have never died Leap wildly o'er the years : 219 ETHEL TURNER The thrill of England's winter days, Of England's frost-sharp air, The ice along her waterways, Her snowfields stretching f...air, Her snowfields gleaming through the dark, Her bird with breast aglow, On the white land a crimson mark, Ah England, England's snow !
Fair as a queen, this far south land, A wayward bride, half won, Her dowry careless flung like sand, Her royal flax unspun.
And if beneath her ardent glance Her subjects faint and reel, Does she but melt, stoop to entrance, They kiss her hem and kneel.
And I I kneel. For oft her hand Has gently touched my hair. Then with a throb I rise and stand, A Queen ! why should she spare !
What to read after The Oxford book of Australasian Verse?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Walter Murdoch to read onlineMoreLess
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