<h2> Come-by-Chance </h2>
<p>As I pondered very weary o'er a volume long and dreary —<br/>
For the plot was void of interest — 'twas the Postal Guide, in fact,<br/>
There I learnt the true location, distance, size, and population<br/>
Of each township, town, and village in the radius of the Act.<br/>
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And I learnt that Puckawidgee stands beside the Murrumbidgee,<br/>
And that Booleroi and Bumble get their letters twice a year,<br/>
Also that the post inspector, when he visited Collector,<br/>
Closed the office up instanter, and re-opened Dungalear.<br/>
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But my languid mood forsook me, when I found a name that took me,<br/>
Quite by chance I came across it — 'Come-by-Chance' was what I read;<br/>
No location was assigned it, not a thing to help one find it,<br/>
Just an N which stood for northward, and the rest was all unsaid.<br/>
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I shall leave my home, and forthward wander stoutly to the northward<br/>
Till I come by chance across it, and I'll straightway settle down,<br/>
For there can't be any hurry, nor the slightest cause for worry<br/>
Where the telegraph don't reach you nor the railways run to town.<br/>
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And one's letters and exchanges come by chance across the ranges,<br/>
Where a wiry young Australian leads a pack-horse once a week,<br/>
And the good news grows by keeping, and you're spared the pain of weeping<br/>
Over bad news when the mailman drops the letters in the creek.<br/>
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But I fear, and more's the pity, that there's really no such city,<br/>
For there's not a man can find it of the shrewdest folk I know,<br/>
'Come-by-chance', be sure it never means a land of fierce endeavour,<br/>
It is just the careless country where the dreamers only go.<br/>
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. . . . .<br/>
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Though we work and toil and hustle in our life of haste and bustle,<br/>
All that makes our life worth living comes unstriven for and free;<br/>
Man may weary and importune, but the fickle goddess Fortune<br/>
Deals him out his pain or pleasure, careless what his worth may be.<br/>
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All the happy times entrancing, days of sport and nights of dancing,<br/>
Moonlit rides and stolen kisses, pouting lips and loving glance:<br/>
When you think of these be certain you have looked behind the curtain,<br/>
You have had the luck to linger just a while in 'Come-by-chance'.<br/></p>
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