No other instance of it ever came under my own observation in any part of New Holland.
The songs of the natives are of a very rude and unmeaning character, rarely consisting of more than one or two ideas, which are continually repeated over and over again.

They are chiefly made on the spur of the moment, and refer to something that has struck the attention at the time.
The measure of the song varies according to circumstances.

It is gay and lively, for the dance; slow and solemn for the enchanter; and wild and pathetic for the mourner.

The music is sometimes not unharmonious; and when heard in the stillness of the night and mellowed by distance, is often soothing and pleasing.

I have frequently laid awake, after retiring to rest, to listen to it.