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Henry Lawson - He’s Gone to England for a WifeHenry Lawson - He’s Gone to England for a Wife
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HE’S GONE to England for a wife     Among the ladies there; And yet I know a lass he deemed     The rarest of the rare. He’s gone to England for a wife;     And rich and proud is he. But he was poor and toiled for bread     When first he courted me. He said I was the best on earth;     He said I was “his life”; And now he thinks of noble birth,     And seeks a lady wife! He said for me alone he’d toil     To win an honest fame; But now no lass on southern soil     Is worthy of his name! I think I see his lady bride,     A fair and faultless face, And nothing in her heart beside     The empty pride of race. And she will grace his gilded home,     The wife his gold shall buy; But will she ever dream of him,     Or love as well as I?
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