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'TIS glorious morning everywhere / Save where the alleys lie -- / I see the fleecy steam jets bid / "Good morning" to the sky. / The gullies of the waratah / Are near, with fall and pool, / And by the shadowed western rocks / The bays are fresh and cool.
To "points" that hint of Italy -- / Of Italy and Spain -- / I see the busy ferry boats / Come nosing round again. / To the toy station down below / I see the toy trains run -- / (I wonder when those ferry boats / Will get their business done? )