#AustralianWriters
John Cornstalk lives in the South… What says Cornstalk John? Jack Cornstalk says in a loud fir… “Land of the South, lead on.” CHORUS:
I HATE this grinding poverty— To toil, and pinch, and borrow, And be for ever haunted by The spectre of to-morrow. It breaks the strong heart of a ma…
They proved we could not think nor… They proved we could not write, They proved we drank the day away And raved through half the night. They proved our stars were never u…
I am back from up the country—very… Seeking for the Southern poets’ l… I have lost a lot of idols, which… Burnt a lot of fancy verses, and… Further out may be the pleasant sc…
We learnt the creed at Hungerford… We learnt the creed at Bourke; We learnt it in the good times And learnt it out of work. We learnt it by the harbour-side
When the caravans of wool-teams cl… On a spur among the mountains stoo… It was built of bark and saplings,… But ‘twas good enough for bushmen… Just a quiet little shanty kept by…
Will you allow me space in your columns to refer to a social question of some importance, and that is with regard to the utterly reckless way in which young men are drafted off f...
Now, I think there is a likeness… For he did a lot of trampin’ long… He was 'union’ when the workers fi… And I’m glad that old St Peter k… When the ancient agitator and his…
It’s only a sod, but 'twill break… Nigh hardened wid toilin’ and cari… And make the ould wounds in it tin… It’s only a sod, but it’s parcel a… Of strugglin’, sufferin’ Erin.
Sons of the South, awake! arise! Sons of the South, and do. Banish from under your bonny skies Those old-world errors and wrongs… Making a hell in a Paradise
A lonely young wife In her dreaming discerns A lily-decked pool With a border of ferns, And a beautiful child,
Macleay Street looks to Mosman, Across the other side, With brave asphalted pavements And roadway clean and wide. Macleay Street hath its mansions,
The motor car is sullen, like a th… The motor car is master of Smart… ’Twas born of sweated genius and c… ’Twas planned by Retribution to r… And straight for Caesar’s Column,
Down here where the ships loom lar… The gloom when the sea-storms veer… Down here on the south-west margin Of the western hemisphere, Where the might of a world-wide oc…
By hut, homestead and shearing she… By railroad, coach and track– By lonely graves where rest the de… Up-Country and Out-Back: To where beneath the clustered sta…