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The Three Kings [1]
The Three Kings [1]
The East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thus
South-east by Fate and the Rising Sun where the Three Kings wai…
The Tracks That Lie By India
The Tracks That Lie By India
Now this is not a dismal song, like some I’ve sung of late,
When I’ve been brooding all day long about my muddled fate;
The Teams
The Teams
A cloud of dust on the long white road,
And the teams go creeping on
Inch by inch with the weary load;
And by the power…
The Stringy-Bark Tree
The Stringy-Bark Tree
There's the whitebox and pine on the ridges afar,
Where the iron-bark, blue-gum, and peppermint are;
There is many another,…
The Star of Australasia
The Star of Australasia
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime;
Better a shred of a deep-dyed rag from the storms of the…
The Stranded Ship: (The “Vincennes”)
The Stranded Ship: (The “Vincennes”)
’Twas the glowing log of a picnic fire where a red light should not be,
Or the curtained glow of a sick room light i…
The Spirits for Good
The Spirits for Good
We come with peace and reason,
We come with love and light,
To banish black self-treason
And everlasting night.
The Squatter, Three Cornstalks, and the Well
The Squatter, Three Cornstalks, and the Well
There was a Squatter in the land—
So runs the truthful tale I tell—
There also were three cornstalks…
The Soul of a Poet
The Soul of a Poet
I HAVE written, long years I have written
For the sake of my people and right,
I was true when the iron had bitten
Dee…
The Song of the Waste-Paper Basket
The Song of the Waste-Paper Basket
O BARD of fortune, you deem me nought
But a mark for your careless scorn.
For I am the echo-less grave of thou…
The Song of a Prison
The Song of a Prison
Now this is the song of a prison—a song of a gaol or jug—
A ballad of quod or of chokey, the ultimate home of the mug.
The y…
The Song Of Old Joe Swallow
The Song Of Old Joe Swallow
When I was up the country in the rough and early days,
I used to work along ov Jimmy Nowlett's bullick-drays;
Then th…
The Soldier Birds
The Soldier Birds
I mind the river from Mount Frome
To Ballanshantie’s Bridge,
The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo,
Lowe’s Peak, and Granite R…
The Sleeping Beauty
The Sleeping Beauty
“Call that a yarn!” said old Tom Pugh,
“What rot! I’ll lay my hat
I’ll sling you a yarn worth more nor two
Such pumpe…
The Shearers
The Shearers
No church-bell rings them from the Track,
No pulpit lights theirblindness-'
Tis hardship, drought, and homelessness
That teac…
The Ships that Won't Go Down
The Ships that Won't Go Down
We hear a great commotion
'Bout the ship that comes to grief,
That founders in mid-ocean,
Or is driven on a …
The Separation
The Separation
We knew too little of the world,
And you and I were good—
’Twas paltry things that wrecked our lives
As well I knew they w…
The Shame of Going Back
The Shame of Going Back
When you've come to make a fortune and you haven't made your salt,
And the reason of your failure isn't anybody's fault -
…
The Seabolt's Volunteers
The Seabolt's Volunteers
They towed the Seabolt down the stream,
And through the harbour’s mouth;
She spread her wings and sailed away
To…
The Secret Whisky Cure
The Secret Whisky Cure
’Tis no tale of heroism, ’tis no tale of storm and strife,
But of ordinary boozing, and of dull domestic life—
Of the ever…
The Scamps
The Scamps
Of home, name and wealth and ambition bereft—
We are children of fortune and luck:
They deny there’s a shred of our characters left, <…
The Rovers
The Rovers
Some born of homely parents
For ages settled down—
The steady generations
Of village, farm, and town:
And some of dusk…
The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards
The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat",
His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote",
…
The Rose
The Rose
We love the land when the world goes round,
And deep, deep down in her thorny ground,
Where nobody comes, and nobody knows,
We l…