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In
his Essay
on Progress, Fenerty wrote:
Here,
in this beauteous land of orient day,
Where Sol’ dispenses his congenial ray
;
Fresh as the autumn rain her grief distils,
O’er her undaunted †Burke and youthful
Wills,
Who crossed a continent untracked before,
And perished in success – what could they
more?
Those
lines were written prior to his return to Canada
in 1865. Fenerty travelled throughout the continent:
Australia, New Zealand, and the Antipodes.
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