#Australians
“Where shall we dwell?” say you. Wandering winds reply: “In a temple with roof of blue —Under the splendid sky.” Never a nobler home
Nurse not your grief, nor make obs… When I have shed this flesh I lov… Nor slowly toll the dull heart-bru… Nor carve my name in customary sto… But let the generous earth reclaim…
The bulging cloud mounts lazily In shade where sunlight glances th… And sweeping lightly from the tree Melts indolently in the blue. The scanty grass-blades yonder sha…
A singing voice is in my dream The voice of Erskine, on his boul… Babbling and shouting till he shou… Stoutly against the heavier stream… No longer now my curtained sight,
An outcry in the bush below, A crash, and boughs that sway, And shouts of laughter let me know Where my two ruffians play. Barelegged, bareheaded, brown and…
“There is no place,” he said, “For love or pity here; We dread and only dread The moods that once were dear. “We break the ancient spell,
Eternal cold of silence, where eac… Dies in its birth, and Death’s pa… With soft Lethean traps unwary fe… Or ride with hell’s white steed an… Which of us, searching selfward, h…
While to the clarion blown by Mar… Tall Tragedy tramped by in hues o… And Shakespeare yet was tuning st… With English hawthorn crowned, in… When bright clouds melted in a sky…
From every quarter we, Who bent the trembling knee And cowered or grovelled prostrate… Now come once more to sing A dirge before thee, King,
His shatter’d Empire thunders to… A myriad hearts peal laughter as i… While red flags flutter on its rui… And living joy darts all the world… The imperial criminal, naked and u…
When winter chills your aged bones As by the fire you sit and nod, You’ll hear a passing wind that mo… And think of one beneath the sod. You’ll feebly sleek your hair of g…
One of the twain was long and dust… And like a spark that in the ashes… Satiric laughter glinted in his ey… And made his nose auroral with its… The other like a huge black bird o…
Hey, Toby, Toby, Toby!—Dead? The silence is a flood That closes, choking, overhead, And chills the living blood. The leaping friend, whose jolly ba…
Far down the reach a creeping mist Hung dim along the mountain side; On shadowed water, sleek and whist… I let the lazy shallop glide. The ripple scarcely cut the green
He looks beyond the veils of night… He hearkens in the silence, and ha… The ancient woods by dryad singing… To mortal ears how thin and far aw… With what gross laughter yet he tu…
