#Australians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Fight through ignorance, want, and… Through the griefs that crush the… Push your way to a fortune fair, And the smiles of the world you’ll… Long, as a boy, for the chance to…
Of his beauty, or stature, or colo… But he comes to me as a little man… With a heart somewhere if it wasn’… With a bark or a yelp for his frie… The Japs had taken a permanent fo…
When you’ve managed with the tailo… And you find the coat or trousers… Do not fret and swear and worry, m… I have been through many new suits… When your girl is interfering with…
When you’ve knocked about the coun… When the past, by distance softene… You are haunted oft, wherever or h… By a fancy that you ought to go an… You forget the family quarrels—lit…
The old Jimmy Woodser comes into… Unwelcomed, unnoticed, unknown, Too old and too odd to be drunk wi… So he glides to the end where the… And they say that he tipples alone…
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…
I’ve followed all my tracks and wa… I’ve been right back to boyhood’s… But every dream and every track—an… They all lead on, or they lead bac… No sign that green grass ever grew…
Jim Duff was a ‘native,’as wild a… A stealer and duffer of cattle was… But back in his youth he had stole… Or a diamond rather—the heart of a… She served with a squatter who liv…
When at first in foreign parts Was her flag unfurled, England was a Gipsy lass Peddling round the world. Sailing on the Spanish Main—
A lonely young wife In her dreaming discerns A lily-decked pool With a border of ferns, And a beautiful child,
It is night-time when the saddest… When outside the printing office t… When the love-wrong is accomplishe… That the blackest lies are written… ’Tis the time of “late editions”.…
It surely cannot be too soon, and… It tones with all Australia’s tun… And so I bring an old refrain fro… And lift the good old words again,… She bore me on her tented fields,…
IT cannot be denied that these colonies are bitterly jealous of each other’s position in the esteem of the English upper crust, and that this jealousy has helped to make the Australians...
Are you coming, Ivan, coming?—Ah,… In the vast land that we know not—… We are watching through the daybre… For the dots upon the skyline—blac… We are watching through the mornin…
Tall, and stout, and solid-looking… Yet a wreck; None would think Death’s finger’s… Him from deck. Cause of half the fun that’s start…