Now this is not a dismal song, like some I’ve sung of late,
When I’ve been brooding all day long about my muddled fate;
For though I’ve had a rocky time I’ll never quite forget,
And though I never was so deep in trouble and in debt,
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The mystery of the east calls him and he wishes to be to India, India to China and Japan. It is a Walt Whitmanian song which reminds us of A Passage to India by E.M.Forster too. The last line of the poem, The mystery of the East hath cast its glamour over me, presents the whole of it what it lies in the crux of it.
Visited Henry Lawson's town Gulgong, what a prolific poet and writer who struggled to get his pension of three pounds retained.