The Man from Snowy River (4)

The Man from Snowy River (4)

" He hails from snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side,
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough;
Where a horse's hoof strike firelight from the flint stones
  every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their
  home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to
  roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen. "

So he went;
 ーthey found the horses by the big mimosa clump,
They raced away towards the mountain's brow,
And the old man gave his orders, " Boys, go at them from the
  jump,
No use try for fancy raiding now.
And, Clancy, you must wheel them, try and wheel them to
  the right.
Ride boldly, lad, and never fear the spills,
For never yet was rider that could keep the mob in sight,
If once they again the shelter of those hills. "

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