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But who shall scorn the bliss o' the morn by the shining cliffs and bays
Where the harbour's view, like a jewel blue, enchants the lingering gaze:
And who shall grieve in the glamour of eve when the city's dusky ring
Is starred with lights for the passionate nights of Sydney in the Spring.

an extract from Sydney in the Spring by Stephens, A. G.
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