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'And wings,
Had they no wings?'
'O yes, and lined with white
Like swallow wings, so soft--so very light
Fluttering about.'
'Well.'
'Well, I did not stay,
So that was all.'
'They made you go away?'

'I did not go--but--I was gone.'
'I know.'
'But it's a pity, Bob, we never go
Together.'
'Yes, and have no dreams to tell,
But the next day both know it all quite well.'
'And, Bob, if I could dream you came with me
You would be there perhaps.'
'Perhaps--we'll see.'


THE AUSTRALIAN BELL-BIRD.

Toll--
Toll.' 'The bell-bird sounding far away,
Hid in a myall grove.' He raised his head,
The bush glowed scarlet in descending day,
A masterless wild country--and he said,
My father ('Toll.') 'Full oft by her to stray,
As if a spirit called, have I been led;
Oft seems she as an echo in my soul
('Toll.


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