There’s many a man who rides today In the lonely, far out-back; There’s many a man who makes his w… On a dusty bushland track; There’s many a man in bush and tow…

Spring surely must be near. High… The kind blue heavens bend to timb… And here, this morning, is the pic… That I have learned to love the b… I hear Flame Robin call

Each poet that I know (he said) Has something funny in his head, Some wandering growth or queer dis… That gives to him strange unease. If such a thing he hasn’t got,

When grandma wished to keep her fr… Her apples she would take And put them on a bed of straw At rest, but wide awake; But newer days have newer modes,

‘Young friend!’ . . . I tries to… ‘E sees me first, an’ ‘as me by th… ‘Young friend!’ 'e sez; an’ starts… At meetin’ me. ‘Why, this,’ ‘e s… Events is workin’ better than I p…

Ye are the Great White People, m… Spreading your stern dominion over… Here, where my fathers hunted sinc… To our land’s sweet, fecund places… Mouthing your creed of Culture to…

Say you have some great objective. Very well. Be calm, reflective; Make no vulgar show of vigor; ’tis… Do not rush the thing directly; But approach it circumspectly,

At Slumberton-on-Slow, When the rustics gather round To quaff their ale, they hear a ta… That wakens doubt profound A wild, wild tale that comes by ma…

I met a lonely Labor man, Forlorn and pessimistic: Who’d not yet fallen ‘neath the ba… Of leagues antagonistic. With an expression greatly peeved,

Once on a time a general whose nam… To the present generation as a nam… Once on a time this general - I t… This happened years and years ago,… This general once stood before his…

Hoping you will not deem it rude, I’d like to call an interlude In our remarkable array Of leading statesmen of the day, And introduce to you forthwith

The cattle-lands of Corryong, The maiden of the snows (Where silver streams the winter l… Sing pleasantly their tinkling son… Not many a town man knows.

Tho’ I own I have no adequate pro… Of this queer tale of the quaint o… The Goophs who dwelt in the land… Still, I think it’s a credible ta… When applied to Goophs; tho’ it’s…

I’ve crawled; I’ve eaten dirt; I’… I’ve dodged the cops an’ led a dou… I’ve readied up wild tales to tell… W’ich afterwards I’ve 'ad to take… Red raw. Aw, I been goin’ it to b…

The Censor sits behind his desk, And smiles a censored smile; His great, blue pencil hovers o’er Some masterpiece awhile, Then swoops - oh, child of whose p…