Sunsets/Sunrise over Australia
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| Glass House Mountains |
The Dawn Dorothy Mckellar
At the dawning of the day,
On the road to Gunnedah,
When the sky is pink and grey
As the wings of a wild galah,
And the last night-shadow ebbs
At the dawning of the day,
On the road to Gunnedah,
When the sky is pink and grey
As the wings of a wild galah,
And the last night-shadow ebbs
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| Brooms Head at Dusk |
My Country Dorothy Mckellar
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!
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| Sunrise 1770 Sunrise Norah Jones |
Sunrise
Sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
Sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
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| Sunset at Brooms Head Sunrise on the Hills Henry Longfellow |
I stood upon the hills, when heaven's wide arch
Was glorious with the sun's returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
Was glorious with the sun's returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
Softly the evening came.
The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden
want o'er the landscape;
Trinkling vapors arose;
and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch,
and melted and mingled together
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| Marcoola Sunset |
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| Fishing at Bribie Island |
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| Maroochy River |
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| Fishing at Sunset |
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| Viewing the Sunset |
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| Airport Sunset |
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