Where the mocking lyre-bird calls
To its mate among the falls
Of the mountain streams that play,
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indulge unworldly moods, in the mountain solitudes.In 8 poems, position is 329.pure gold..man is born alone.
Awesome poem......... Leave the racers in the stalls, Leave the cards for ever shuffled, Leave the yacht on seas unruffled, Leave the haunts of pampered ease, Leave your dull festivities— Better far the savage glen, Fitter school for earnest men.....Liked by Ommu Sir.
Beautiful and descriptive verse with vivid imagery.....