#Australians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
‘Oo is that girl,’ sez Digger Smi… That never seems to bother with No blokes: the bint with curly 'ai… I’ve often seen 'er over there Talkin’ to Missus Flood, an’ she
You are growing convalescent As pain’s fingers are withdrawn; And you waken in a strange, white… Yet your thought is aught but plea… In the cold, grey winter dawn,
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
Taste? Good taste? It’s been argu… But not many agree on it yet. Much that A may condone B may dee… So by whom is the standard set? Are you thinking of jazz of the in…
Down by the slipralls stands our c… Chewing, chewing, chewing, She does not care what folks out t… In the great, big world are doing. She sees the small cloud-shadows p…
Mum’s bit of egg money on the mant… In the broken teapot in the olden… Hardly earned and hoarded there, Much content afforded there Long before inspectors came and bu…
Anzac! And war’s grim storm . . . The scream of a pass’ng shell Torn earth, and - a quiet form . .… ‘Pass, comrades. All is well.’ Nay, but his spirit lives; be very…
Old Pete Parraday, he toddles up… ‘Dangin’ things and 'darn in’ thin… For yesterday was pension day, Pe… Butcher’s meat and groceries and a… A bit of plug 'tobaker’ and a tin…
Though our eye in recent seasons Has a wild and glassy glare, And we fail to offer reasons For the straws that deck our hair; There are certain consolations
I saw him stand, a Polar man, Cold anger in his frigid eye, Facing it wild, unruly clan Who poised their fiery shafts on h… Strangely, his very coldness fed
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…
World war had come - and gone. I… Spent, broken, by the last despair… Unfitted to attack or yet defend, The nations’ panting remnants skul… A listless, brutish rest, where no…
There’s been fierce argument of la… In my vicinitee, Between the Commonwealth and Stat… For I fell out with me. I am a sturdy Federalist,
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,
Now, children, in this lesson of a… Let us dwell, however briefly, on… Taking cricket, for example, and t… Which, when observed, bring harmon… Of sportsmanship; but, understand,…