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In the Eye of the Beholder

What might have been is an abstraction

Remaining a perpetual possibility

Only in a world of speculation.

T S Eliot, ‘Burnt Norton’, Four Quartets.

Notice to Indigenous Readers

Some nineteenth and early twentieth-century words and phrases quoted in this book are considered offensive by today’s standards. In repeating these words I mean no disrespect nor wish to cause any offence to Aboriginal people.


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