#Australians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
When the scheming Fusion few Sought to snare the Lib’ral crew, It was plain for all to view That they wobbled. And when later in the day
Here in my garden at the long day’… I sing again her Majesty the Rose… The Rose who can with magic most… Bring worshippers again about her… Forsaking other loves, who, thro’…
I honour all trees well; but, best… I love those scarred old veterans,… Gazing from eminences, kingly wise… Across great sweeps of changing ea… Gazing with seeming scorn upon the…
Aw, go write yer tinklin’ jingle,… Fer the mamby-pamby girl, all fluf… Them’s the sort ter fetch yer trou… Blow yer beauty! Wot’s the matter… Them there rhymers uv the wattle!…
Wot price ole Ginger Mick? 'E’s… Gone to the flamin’ war to stoush… Wus it fer glory, or a woman’s sak… Ar, arst me somethin’ easy! I dun… ‘Is Kharki clobber set ’im off a…
Once an anthropoidal ape, Hairy, savage, strange of shape, On a day that was excessively B.C… In a forest damp and dim, With his tail round a limb,
Foot on the rail in the olden days… For all the world to see, A jolly old lot, they took their p… All unashamed and free, Passing their jest from lip to lip…
Some saw in him a Scottish wreck;… A few proclaimed his genius, but a… That Doctor Andy Deveraux had le… ‘A mighty clever cove,’ they said,… For down at Paddy Clancy’s bar yo…
He dreaded not dark, nor the lonel… For the world, as he knew it, was… Nor threat of the risk, nor necess… Gave fear to his innocent mind. He was merely abroad for a country…
Yes!!! So we will Throw care away, If for no other reason than that '… Delight our brother. We’ll gaily 'mooch’ along in tram…
‘Before the war,’ she sighs. ‘Be… Then blinks 'er eyes, an’ tries to… ‘Ole scenes,’ she sez, 'don’t look… Ole ways,' she sez, ‘seems to ’ave… The pleasures that we had don’t se…
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,
A new chum went, to ease his care, A-many years ago, To loiter round Toolangi where The stately blue gums grow. No bushcraft had he for his quest,
Don’t yeh hear them callin, to yeh… Where the skyline’s smeared an’ gr… There’s a crowd o’ chaps that knew… Don’t yeh hear them callin’ to yeh Mates o’ yours with 'oom yeh used…
It’s human nature for a bashful bl… To bottle up, an’ hesitate, an’ do… Till grinnin’ Fate plays him some… Then, in excitement, he goes blurt… The tale his sane mind never would…