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DOWN THE RIVER

Hark the sound of it; drawing nearer!
Clink of hobble and brazen bell
Mark the passage of stalwart shearer,
Bidding Monaro soil farewell.
Where is he making for? Down the River—
Down the River with eager tread!
Where is he making for? Down the River,
Down the River to seek a shed.