#Australians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Read ye here the song as sung By a chief named, briefly, Ung. In the days when arguments were ma… ‘O my people, this my Law Is without defect or flaw,
You can’t expect it! Goodness me! T’would be a dreadful policy! What sort of Ministerial dunce Would try to do two things at once… How can they deal with city needs,
I’ve knowed ole Flood this last f… I knoo ‘im when ’is Syd went to t… A proud ole man 'e was. But I’ve… An’ seen ‘is look when people spok… As sour a look as most coves want…
You are growing convalescent As pain’s fingers are withdrawn; And you waken in a strange, white… Yet your thought is aught but plea… In the cold, grey winter dawn,
I wed him because he looked nice (… And I feared to be left on the sh… For I wouldn’t take mother’s advi… So I’ve no one to blame but mysel… My friends always said that he had…
Listen, Elaine. Tho’ I’m not ma… I like a little flutter now and th… But I maintain you would not be d… The family, or look like some old… If you just wore - Now, just a mi…
I’m standin’ at the corner uv the… The Land called Spadgers - waitin… The night’s come chilly, an’ a dri… Falls steady where a near-by stree… A gashly yeller light on stones al…
Do you know Gus? Now, he should… The girls adore him - or he thinks… He owns a motor bike, not of the s… That merely cough a little bit, or… His is a fiery, detonating steed
Rashly I shot an arrow in the air… And, as my shaft into the zenith s… I knew ’twas bound to fall some ti… And wondered if ‘twould dropp upon… A certain friend of mine who loite…
I’ad the money in me 'and! Fair dinkum! Right there, by the… I tole me wife at breakfus’ time, Straight out: ‘Trivalve,’ I sez ‘… Trivalve,’ I sez. An’, all the w…
He prospered in an olden day When down the rutted waggon track, Thro’ scenes that seem a world awa… His bullocks lumbered forth and ba… A tall old man, deep voiced, erect
Ar, these is 'appy days! An’ 'ow… Flown like the smoke of some incha… Since dear Doreen, the sweetest t… Passed me the jolt that made me sk… An’ ev’ry golding day floats o’er…
Jones is a man exceeding meek And henpecked, so his neighbours s… Who, one glad evening every week, Sought sanctuary in his queer way. At his suburban picture show
O, the trees grow straight and the… And the trees grow all around; And the long limbs sprout the trun… Where the Davlo owl is found. And the Davlo bird is most absurd
The Lion and the Unicorn Of England’s Coat-of-Arms Seldom make bold, so we are told, To ravage English farms. In fact, ’tis said by travellers