Robert Lowe Poems

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1.
The Price Of Freedom

They tell us that freedom’s a holiday dress,
Very gaudy and flaunting they’re free to confess,
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2.
Song Of The Squatters I

The gum has no shade,
And the wattle no fruit,
The parrot don’t warble
In trolls like the flute,
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3.
Song Of The Squatter Ii

The Commissioner bet me a pony—I won,
So he cut off exactly two-thirds of my run;
For he said I was making a fortune too fast,
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