Into moorawathimeering,
where atninga dare not tread,
leaving wurly for a wilban,
tallabilla, you have fled.

"Moorawathimeering", st. 1, in The Jindyworobaks (1979), p. 11, with Elliott's paraphrase: "Into sanctuary in the land of the lost (a place of the dead, whose sacrosanct borders the tribesmen may not safely cross) you have fled, O outcast (victim of a punishment party sent to revenge a murder). But there you shall have no hut to take shelter in, only some comfortless cave."