While The Billy BoilsSearchWhen Christmas bush is pulsed with red, And wattle all abloom with gold,Our truant thoughts are homeward led To friends we knew in days of old; The friends of old, True friends of old,When blood was red and hearts were gold.
Poem
Red and Gold
by Henry Lawson · 1900
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Copy-textLawson corpus evidence graph; selected complete copy-text with independently corroborated wording and retained line/stanza boundaries; selected copy-text retained exactly under D-180/D-208
Source recordSRC-000066
Rights determinationRGT-000593
Text statusCANONICAL TEXT READY
TranscriptionDIPLOMATIC_D208_D180
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