Banjo Paterson,
Come-by-Chance
(1891)
“ For there's not a man can find it of the shrewdest folk I know; "Come-by-Chance", be sure it never means a land of fierce endeavour -- It is just the careless country where the dreamers only go. * * * * * * * Though we work and toil and hustle in our life of haste and bustle, All that makes our life worth living comes unstriven for and free; Man may weary and importune, but the fickle goddess Fortune Deals him out his pain or pleasure, careless what his worth may be. ”
