#AustralianWriters
When you’ve got no chance at all, Take it fightin’. When you’re driven to the wall, Take it fightin’. There are things that we delight i…
On the Track of Grand Endeavour,… Past the Turn-Back, and past How… Past old Bullock-Yoke and Bog Fl… Lies the camp that we have christe… We were young and strong and fearl…
“Call that a yarn!” said old Tom… “What rot! I’ll lay my hat I’ll sling you a yarn worth more n… Such pumped-up yarns as that.” And thereupon old Tommy “slew”
They cheered him from the wharf—it… His hand went to his scarf—his tho… Oh, he was “Jolly Good”, they san… The money lender stood unknown amo… He’d taken him aside, while trembl…
I was drifting in the drizzle past… Which, I’m told, is very tony—and… And I somehow fell a-thinking of… Of a palace in Australia called T… Just a little six-room’d shanty bu…
The brown eyes came from Asia, wh… Ere the masters of Soul Secrets d… And the Brown Eyes came to Egypt… And the Brown Eyes went from Egy… There was strife amongst the Brow…
No one lives in Golden Gully, for… And its clay shall never sully blu… For the diggers long have vanished… And the bush, by diggers banished,… Now, when dying Daylight slowly d…
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”.…
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…
I cannot blame old Israel yet, For I am not a sage— I shall not know until I get The son of my old age. The mysteries of this Vale of Tea…
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…
By our place in the midst of the f… When the nations fly at each other… Let her spend her gold on the barr… For the South must look to the So… Now who shall gallop from cape to…
So you’re writing for a paper? W… To be writing yards of drivel for… You are young and educated, and a… But you’ll never run a paper like… Though in point of education I am…
When at first in foreign parts Was her flag unfurled, England was a Gipsy lass Peddling round the world. Sailing on the Spanish Main—
Because he had sinned and suffered… And because of his wonderful sympa… Born and bred of the people, he kn… And because he had struggled throu… Speaker and leader and poet, tall…
