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When first I met Daley (it was in Melbourne; at Richmond I think) I found him surrounded by a house with some ducks. Being always hospitable, he offered to kill the ducks for me. But he said the ducks belonged to the landlord and the rent was overdue; so Daley was not hospitable, and I lost my roast duck.
(p. 28-30)
Waitarai"Flushed by the farewell bonfire of the day,",J. Le Gay Brereton,
single work poetry
(p. 30)