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A Song of Sydney
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(1894)
High headlands all jealously hide thee, O fairest of sea-girdled towns! Thine Ocean-spouse smileth beside thee, While each headland threatens and frowns. Like Venice, upheld on sea-pinion, And fated to reign o'er the free, Thou wearest, in sign of dominion,
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