#Australians
An 'Ode to the Moon’ did he indit… With his two-and-half soul-power. ('Twas the child of a starlit summ… Begot by a gloomy hour.) And he vowed it was a work immense…
I can conceive no heav’nly bliss More perfectly complete than this: To sit and smoke and idly chew Reflection’s cud, with nought to d… This is, in my pet social plan,
Discerning Mr. Murphy sees The dangers of the foolish plan Of giving frailty its fees, And taxing weak, misguided man. Reluctantly, and red with shame,
Ses Cullen, the cockie, he ses to… ‘Now, I puts it to you in this wa… If a feller....(Woah, Ginger! C… If a feller sets out fer to say Where he happens to stand in this…
Not upon the crowded beaches Where the sun beats fierce and hot… Not upon the river reaches In a shady silvan spot; But in some deep mountain valley,
‘I wish’t yeh menat it, Bill.' O… Went out to 'er that evnin’ on the… I knew she weren’t no ordinary tar… My little peach! To ‘ear ’er voice! Its gentle so…
I reckon (said Dad) that the coun… Is this here wireless an’ these he… Up to the house and around the doo… Stretchin’ their ears for to catch… Leavin’ the horses down in the cro…
He was a man of the union clan And a Labor secre-tary. He fell unwell and beneath the spe… Of a little nurse named Mary. Now, Mary was no little lamb,
These English actors are too mild… Who seek to have their wrongs redr… No manager may be beguiled By supplication or request. Some sterner action is required,
The Sailor I’d like to be a sailor– a sailor… Calling out, “Ship ahoy!” in manl… I’d learn to box the compass, and… I’d sniff and sniff the briny bree…
‘Peter the ’Ermit was a ‘oly blok… The parson sez, ‘wot chivvied cove… ‘Too right,’ I chips. 'I’ve ‘ear… ‘Brave knights sprung straight to… ‘Sure thing,’ sez I. 'It muster b…
I knew a poor remittance man, A decent chap, but funny, In days when my ideas began To be controlled by money He wore a swank, patrician air;
Are we so flabby, and are we so so… I have pondered the question long… And happy-go-lucky we may appear When the fat and easy days are her… When it’s easy come and it’s easy…
I wed him because he looked nice (… And I feared to be left on the sh… For I wouldn’t take mother’s advi… So I’ve no one to blame but mysel… My friends always said that he had…
The unsoiled hand, the sleek, blac… The senile, ledger-haunted hours, The knowledge that my freeman’s vo… Is humbly cast to please ‘the powe… A futile spite against the mass,