‘E calls me Digger; that’s ‘ow ’e… ‘E sez ’e’s only 'arf a man; an’ g… Judged be 'is nerve, I’d say 'e w… Uv me an’ you. Then ‘e digs ’arf a fag out uv 'is…

Tho’ it sounds a trifle mystic, Somewhat vague and cabbalistic, When you come to analyse the inner… Of political alliance You will find it is a science

‘This is the life!’ said Dusty Da… ‘This is the life to hand a man! My happy way is strewn with flower… But why waste money on the showers… ’The hard cash wasted on that bath

She sung a song; an’ I sat silent… Wiv bofe 'ands grippin’ ‘ard on me… Me ’eart, that yesterdee I thort… Wiv ‘umpin sich a ’eavy load o’ ca… Come swelling in me throat like I…

I. WASHING DAY The little gipsy vi’lits, they wus… As she come walkin’ in the grass,… The sun shone on the sassafras, wh… —The 'ope an’ worry uv our lives w…

Yes, it’s tryin’, Mrs Gudgits.… To ‘ave a ’usban’ on yer 'an’s not… An’ so I can’t go out with you, m… For me Jack is in there, gaspin’… With ‘is ’Ack! ‘Ack! ’Ack!' Lor…

‘Now, be the Hokey Fly!’ sez Pet… ‘Suppose ’e comes ‘ome with a wood… Suppose ’e isn’t fit to darnce at… Then, ain’t we 'asty fixin’ up thi… A little tournament at Bridge is…

When Leonardo was a lad there was… Who snubbed him most outrageously… He wasn’t in the fashion, so he wa… Before his death he was too new, a… Because his art was new to them th…

Where the sunlight, burning down, Lights her luscious orange groves, Lights the river and the town; Where the placid Murray roves; Where each shining summer gives

‘I hear them speak of a Fed’ral s… Where shall arise a city bright Mother, where is this bonzer spot? Shall we not seek it and build our… Is it in some mild and temp’rate z…

Dreaming to-day in a forest green Where the great gums rake the sky, My thoughts turn back to another s… And to old days, long gone by; To a land of youth, and a youth’s…

Read ye here the song as sung By a chief named, briefly, Ung. In the days when arguments were ma… ‘O my people, this my Law Is without defect or flaw,

Said old George Jones: 'All in a… ’Tis little time enough, and well… This youthful country proud among… Of progress wooed and won for prog… A splendid city shining by the sea

I nearly fell fair in my tracks. I’m trudgin’ homeward with my axe When I come on her suddenly. ‘I wonder if I’m lost?' says she. ‘It’s risky on such roads as this.…