SOUTH and far south below the L… Our Admiral leads us on, Above, undreamed—of planets shine… The stars we know are gone. Around, our clustered seamen mark

WHEN Samson set my brush afire To spoil the Timnite’s barley, I made my point for Leicestershir… And left Philistia early. Through Gath and Rankesborough G…

I WAS the staunchest of our flee… Till the sea rose beneath our feet Unheralded, in hatred past all mea… Into his pits he stamped my crew, Buffeted, blinded, bound and threw…

STRANGERS drawn from the ends… I was Lord of the Inca race, and… Under the stars beyond our stars w… Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a mill… Ever 'neath high Valhalla Hall th…

When the flush of a new—born sun f… Our father Adam sat under the Tre… And the first rude sketch that the… Till the Devil whispered behind t… Wherefore he called to his wife, a…

Offshore where sea and skyline ble… In rain, the daylight dies; The sullen, shouldering swells att… Night and our sacrifice. Adown the stricken capes no flare—

OUT o’ the wilderness, dusty an’… (Time, an’ ’igh time to be trekkin… ’Oo is it ’eads to the Detail Sup… A section, a pompom (1), an’ six ’… ’Ere comes the clerk with ’is lant…

WINDS of the World, give answer… And what should they know of Engl… The poor little street—bred people… They are lifting their heads in th… Must we borrow a clout from the B…

We pulled for you when the wind was against us and the sails were low. We ate bread and onions when you took towns, or ran aboard quickly when you were beaten back by the foe. The ...

MAN dies too soon, beside his wor… His days are counted and reprieve… Who shall entreat with Death to s… Or cloke the shameful nakedness of… Send here the bold, the seekers of…

THERE was Rundle, Station Mast… An’ Beazeley of the Rail, An’ 'Ackman, Commissariat, An’ Donkin’ o’ the Jail; An’ Blake, Conductor—Sergeant,

TELL it to the locked—up trees, Cuckoo, bring your song here! Warrant, Act and Summons, please, For Spring to pass along here! Tell old Winter, if he doubt,

The men that fought at Minden, th… So was them that fought at Waterl… All the 'ole command, yuss, from… They was once dam’ sweeps like you… Then do not be discouraged, ‘Eave…

WHEEL me gently to the garage, s… No more for me the record and the… That cursèd left—hand cylinder the… Is pinking past redemption—I am d… They’ll never strike a mixture tha…