The Song and the Sigh

Henry Lawson, 1889

      The creek went down with a broken song,
             'Neath the sheoaks high;
      The waters carried the song along,
             And the oaks a sigh.

      The song and the sigh went winding by,
             Went winding down;
      Circling the foot of the mountain high,
             And the hillside brown.

      They were hushed in the swamp of the Dead Man's Crime,
             Where the curlews cried;
      But they reached the river the self-same time,
             And there they died.

      And the creek of life goes winding on,
             Wandering by;
      And bears for ever, its course upon,
             A song and a sigh.