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…

Oh, how I hate these chills, thes… Bleak blasts and breezes; Abominate the ‘flu,’ the fierce ’… All inappropriate sneezes; How I detest th’ uneasy, wheezy c…

Light of my lives! Is the time no… Lo, I’ve brooded on a star Through many a year, with the hope… That, in some future far, I would know the joy of a love ret…

Here, in soft darkness where the w… Dreamless, my quiet garden slumber… Night’s soothing fingers all adrip… Crept in and out, weaving a mystic… O’er wilting bud and bell;

Once have we bashed him on the hea… Twice have we stabbed him deep; Thrice have we left him there for… And yet he will not sleep; But rise up from out his grave

Briggs Joseph Briggs, of Yorkshire, Eng… Where the large importers’ profits… Digs Deep into his mine of wisdom, and,…

In early, prehistoric days, before… When neolithic Nature fashioned t… That was large as it was rugged, a… There arose a dusky human who was… Now, this was in the days when liv…

Did you see them pass to-day, Bil… All astride upon the back of old g… Jigging, jogging off to school, do… What must Dobbin think of it - th… Robin at the bridle-rein, in the m…

I wonder what the Jacks have got… I’m sure the worms don’t see the j… I wonder which is best: a rich plu… Or lemon ice, or plain boiled rice… I wonder why I wear a tie. It is…

Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin’ the coves at the Sho… Matt from the Mallee an’ Dandenon… An’ a score of the fellers I know Ole fellers, like me - an’ they’re…

Upon the road to Rockabout I came upon some sheep - A large and woolly flock about As wide as it was deep. I was about to turn about

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

Five nights agone I lay at rest On my suburban couch. My trousers on the bedpost hung, Red gold within their pouch. The twin-gods Law and Order seeme…

Now a sad farewell to the cable-tr… Staunch friend of the quieter days… That glided down thro’ a leisured… Ere the urge for speed was a craze… We’d time to spare and we took the…

One idle hour she sought to see Whose image ’twas he cherished so (All fondly certain whose 'twould… And found - a girl she did not kno… A trusty maiden’s modest face,