The Honourable TORYPHAT addre… (Prolonged applause.) Ah - Mistah… The tide of Socialism - rabid Soc… Which threatens to engulf us, hez–… Hez always been ouah object in the…

Up and down the roads they go Vale to hill, and hill to vale Leading on to Omeo Over many an olden trail Dainty lady of the hills,

‘Why stone the crows!’ ‘e sez. ’… But alwiz, some’ow, women ‘ave app… Set fer to ’old me orf a 'arf a mi… I dunno wot’s agin me: p’raps me b… But, some’ow, when I speak 'em so…

I metabloke in Collun-street A cove I yustano When I wus workin Southoss, A yeerertwo ago. Sezzi, ‘Well, owye kumminup?

Sing me to sleep when I go West; But sing you, soft and low, No song from the olden masters’ Or I shall not want to go: Not Schubert, wondrous harmonist,

Ar, these is 'appy days! An’ 'ow… Flown like the smoke of some incha… Since dear Doreen, the sweetest t… Passed me the jolt that made me sk… An’ ev’ry golding day floats o’er…

Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwel… A low street, a by-street, right a… King of the boys and hobbledehoys… Winning from all respectable folk… But, oh, to see him on Saturday n…

In the neolithic age of our Austr… There dwelt a wise old chieftain,… His royal tastes and habits I won… But his plain horse-sense was note… Now, this chief was not a despot,…

There’s a moral in this: tho’ I o… Of moral and maxim in season and o… Grows stale; yet these days of dep… Demand any means to put worry to r… So in that menagerie now populated

A city clerk was Henry Brown, Whose suburb knew nor tram nor tra… And ev’ry morn he walked to town. From nine till five, with busy bra… He labored in an office dim.

A civic lady, peerly proud Of excellences that here crowd About her trim, well-ordered stree… The visitor she warmly greets E’er with a bland and kindly smile…

Surely must you know me, Friendly and content; All my actions show me Freely confident; With my band of toilers,

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…

Trouble brews along the border for… That blokes an’ coves an’ coots mu… Out about the long dry stages Where the willie-willie rages Strange sounds are issuing from le…

Gentlemen! a politician, One who values his position, Stands, with easy confidence, Here before you on the fence. For he knows full well, good frien…