The Song And The Sigh

Henry Lawson

The creek went down with a broken song, 
    'Neath the sheoaks high; 
The waters carried the song along, 
    And the oaks a sigh. 
The song and the sigh went winding by, 
    Went winding down; 
Circling the foot of the mountain high, 
    And the hillside brown. 
They were hushed in the swamp of the Dead Man's Crime, 
    Where the curlews cried; 
But they reached the river the self-same time, 
    And there they died. 
And the creek of life goes winding on, 
    Wandering by; 
And bears for ever, its course upon, 
    A song and a sigh. 

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