the flying troops for twelve miles. But once out of that
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And strong streams flow, and great mists go,
Where the Warrigal starts to hear
The watch-dog's bark break sharp in the dark,
And flees like a phantom of Fear!
The swift rains beat, and the thunders fleet
On the wings of the fiery gale,
And down in the glen of pool and fen,
The wild gums whistle and wail,