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 Ivory pillars, their smooth fine slope Dappled with delicate heliotrope; Grey of the twisted mulga-roots; Golden-bronze of the budding shoots; Tints of the lichens that cling and spread, Nile-green, primrose, and palest red….

Sheen of the bronze-wing; blue of the crane; Fawn and pearl of the lyrebird's train; Cream of the plover; grey of the dove— These are the hues of the land I love.