From The Call of the City by Victor Daley

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There is a saying of renown –

‘God made the country, man the town.’

Well, everybody to his trade!

But man likes best the thing he made.

The town has little space to spare;

The country has both space and air;

The town’s confined, the country’s free –

Yet, spite of all, the town for me.

 

For when the hills are grey and night is falling,

            And the winds sigh drearily,

I hear the city calling, calling, calling,

            With a voice like the great sea.

 

 
Source: The ABC Book of Australian Poetry: a treasury for young people compiled by Libby Hathorn (ABC Books 2010)

 

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