• The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke--

    "They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk.

    But all the smartest men down here are puzzled to define

    A kind of new phenomenon that came to Narromine.


    "Last summer up in Narromine 'twas gettin' rather warm--

    Two hundred in the water bag,...

  • Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip,

    Nor beg, with Domains in my Pocket -

  • Water, is taught by thirst.

    Land — by the Oceans passed.

    Transport — by throe —

    Peace — by its battles told —

    Love, by Memorial Mold —

    Birds, by the Snow.

  • We thirst at first — 'tis Nature's Act —

    And later — when we die —

    A little Water supplicate —

    Of fingers going by —


    It intimates the finer want —

    Whose adequate supply

    Is that Great Water in the West —

    Termed Immortality —