She sits beside the tinted tide, That's reddened by the tortured sand;And through the East, to ocean wide, A vessel sails from sight of land.
But she will wait and watch in vain, For it is said in Cupid's lore,"That he who loved will love again, And sweethearts wait on every shore."
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Copy-textProject Gutenberg Australia, Collected Poems of Henry Lawson (2022), anchor p170; selected digital copy-text retained exactly; wording and layout confirmed against Ironbark Resources under D-180
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