Surely must you know me, Friendly and content; All my actions show me Freely confident; With my band of toilers,

Jones is a man exceeding meek And henpecked, so his neighbours s… Who, one glad evening every week, Sought sanctuary in his queer way. At his suburban picture show

Oh, loyal Orange breth-er-en. I pray you act as Christlan men, And, should your spleen arise, cou… Before you speak. Nay, bear me, brothers, I beseech…

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…

Mr Blades, the butcher, was a lar… ‘Best him at a cattle deal,’ ’twas… He ate a lot and drank a lot and h… And he jollied all the ladies in h… His family was numerous, and helpe…

There is women, yer Worship, of v… An’ some of 'em’s fluffy a’ foolis… An’ some is sispicious an’ mean in… An’ others fair set-like an’ mulis… There is some, as I owns, is real…

I think I should suit, for I’ve k… Of all tickets, time-tables, and t… All speedings and slowings and com… Are deeply impressed on my brains. I know just how long the express t…

I nigh drops dead (the bo’sun said… When the gist of things I grip In the land by these 'ere Souther… As I seen on my long last trip. They seems a joke, them curious fo…

‘Unless you ’ide that axe,' she se… An’ after all - Now, Bill, don’t… Wiv ’im thro’ croop an’ whoopin’ c… Why don’t you ‘ang it on the wall,… But there it wus, jist thrown abou…

Where the Yarra dreams along, Now in shadow, now in sun, Murmuring a drowsy song, Here she rests, the placid one. Here she rests and takes her ease,

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…

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…

Now the Wobble went out on the ro… With a dry dog trotting along by i… Went over the sea - and I vow rig… That the Wobble went out with its… As ever the views of a Wobble cou…

Whene’er I read some savage tale Of punishment devised By tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised, I reverently tell myself:

The veil was rent, and mundane Ti… And I beheld the End of Things.… Pronounced on all the World that… Rank upon rank before the Throne… And every man since Time began by…