| Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918. |
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| 128. On the Just and the Unjust |
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| OUTCAST, a horror to his kind, | |
| At night he to the forest fled. | |
| There, the birch-bark made fire for him, | |
| The brown fern made a bed. | |
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| The river murmured lullaby, | 5 |
| The moisty mosses breathed of balm, | |
| The clean stars carried light to him, | |
| Unterrified and calm. | |
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| Aye, as they would have served a saint | |
| Freely all served the guilty guest. | 10 |
| They only saw their Father’s son, | |
| And brought their brother rest. | |
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