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The Babies Of Walloon

    By Henry Lawson



Two little girls aged six and nine, the daughters of a lengthsman on the railway at Walloon, near Ipswich, Queensland, were sent on an errand by their parents and it is supposed they were attracted by some water-lilies in a pool near their home. They were found drowned in six feet of water.

    He was lengthsman on the railway, and his station scarce deserved
    That “pre-eminence in sorrow” of the Majesty he served,
    But as dear to him and precious were the gifts reclaimed so soon—
    Were the workman’s little daughters who were buried near Walloon.

    Speak their names in tones that linger, just as though you held them dear;
    There are eyes to which the mention of those names will bring a tear.
    Little Kate and Bridget, straying in an autumn afternoon,
    Were attracted by the lilies in the water of Walloon.

    All is dark to us. The angels sing perhaps in Paradise
    Of the younger sister’s danger, and the elder’s sacrifice;
    But the facts were hidden from us, when the soft light from the moon
    Glistened on the water-lilies o’er the Babies at Walloon.

    Ah! the children love the lilies, while we elders are inclined
    To the flowers that have poison for the body and the mind.
    Better for the “strongly human” to have done with life as soon,
    Better perish for a lily like the Babies of Walloon.

    For they gather flowers early on the river far away,
    Where the everlasting lilies keep their purity for aye,
    And while summer brings our lilies to the run and the lagoon
    May our children keep the legend of the Babies of Walloon.



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