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MORETON BAY

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O  ne Sunday morning as I wen  t walking
By   Brisbane Waters I chanced to str  ay           
I   heard a convict his fate be  wailing
As   on the sunny riverbank he lay
 
 
I a  m a native of Erin's Ir  eland
But   banished now from my native sho  re
The  y stole me from my aged pa  rents
And   from the maiden whom I do adore
 
 
I've b  een a prisoner at Port Mac  quarie
At N  orfolk Island and Emu Plai  ns
At Ca  stle Hill and the cursed Toonga  bbie
At all   these settlements I've been in chains
 
 
But of   all places of condemnat  ion
And   penal stations in New South Wale  s            
To   Moreton Bay I have found no e  qual
Exce  ssive tyranny each day prevails
 
 
For   three long years I was beastly tre  ated
And   heavy irons on my legs I wor  e            
My   back from flogging was lacera  ted
And   oft times painted with my crimson gore
 
 
And   many a man from downright starv  ation
Lies   mouldering now underneath the cla  y            
And   Captain Logan he had us mangl  ed
All   On the triangles of Moreton Bay
 
 
Lik  e the Egyptians and ancient Hebre  ws
We   were oppressed under Logan's yoke                 
Till   a native black lying there in amb  ush
Did   deal this tyrant with his mortal stroke
 
 
My f  ellow prisoners be exhilarated  
Tha  t all such monsters like death may find               
An  d when from bondage we're libe  rated
Our   former suffering soon will fade from mind

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