#Australians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
When I led you to the altar Vows were made, you’ll call to min… Darling wife. Now a defaulter Must I seem if I’d be kind. For you know how well I love you,
We curse our lot; we gird at fate; Like peevish children we complain; Hope dies, and life grows desperat… Because of ease and pleasures sali… Because bright fortune fails to sm…
I’d like to be a baker, and come w… Calling out, ‘Beeay-ko!’ (that’s… Riding in a rattle-cart that jogs… Selling all the sweetest things a… Currant-buns and brandy-snaps, pas…
‘Mr Mead, the printer’ - so the t… But never in his presence since hi… Such a plain, plebeian title would… Felix Mead, Esquire, the literary… Down the street each morning to th…
Grey thrush was in the wattle tree… He says in his allurin’ way; an’… That does me nicely for a start; b… But then the Jacks take up the so… The thrush was in the wattle tree,…
‘He’s blind,' we say. Then turn… Upon our way, again to view Familiar things - some prospect wi… Some olden scene for ever new. Heedless we pass along, and soon
Because a little vagrant wind veer… Or else, because a sun-spot stirre… Because some idle god in play brea… The heads of twice two million fol… Patter, patter… Boolconmatta,
Long John McDougal, the wax-end… Solon of the main street, full of… Keen-eyed and frugal, politician,… Pegging there, or stitching by his… Keen-eyed and frugal, Long John…
The success of the Scout movement… Great and important people, these Important far beyond our ken Who mark with adult sophistries Their serious air of sober men,
Yes!!! So we will Throw care away, If for no other reason than that '… Delight our brother. We’ll gaily 'mooch’ along in tram…
Oh, I dance upon the lawn in the… And I gloat upon the corpses of a… Where the frost about my feet spre… There I chuckle and I chortle as… ‘Lime and sulphur, Paris green, a…
Did you ever meet Bert? 'E’s all… In offices, shops an’ in various p… Cocky an’ all; an’ you can’t keep… I never seen no one so lucky at ra… Backs all the winners or very near…
Smith is a very stupid man; He lives next door to me; He has no settled scheme or plan Of domesticity. He does not own a gramophone,
CHARLES: So, brother, I am out and yu are… Farewell, farewell, to all my sple… Yet, just to know ’tis you, dear… Tinges my melancholy with delight.
He came into the bird-shop where… A hulking giant, monumental, grim, A paragon of muscular manhood. ‘What is sold here,’ I thought, ‘… His heavy brow, his grat, prognath…