The Mylora Elopement (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
"Where 'ave you been this week or more, 'Aven't seen you about the war'? Thought perhaps you was at the ...
No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; ...
Oh, the new-chum went to the backblock run, But he should have gone there last week. He tramped ten miles ...
The sun strikes down with a blinding glare; The skies are blue and the plains are wide, The saltbush plains ...
Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands ...
Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands ...
I wooed her with a steeplechase, I won her with a fall, I made her heartstrings quiver on the flat ...
Come all ye bold trainers attend to my song, It's a rule of the A.J.C. You mustn't train ponies, for ...
This is the story the stockman told On the cattle-camp, when the stars were bright; The moon rose up like ...
The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a ...
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide, He was just a wand'ring mongrel from ...
On Western plains, where shade is not, 'Neath summer skies of cloudless blue, Where all is dry and all is ...
They held a polo meeting at a little country town, And all the local sportsmen came to win themselves renown. ...
You see, the thing was this way -- there was me, That rode Panopply, the Splendor mare, And Ikey Chambers ...
There's some that ride the Robbo style, and bump at every stride; While others sit a long way back, to ...
I thought, in the days of the droving, Of steps I might hope to retrace, To be done with the ...
Born of a thoroughbred English race, Well proportioned and closely knit, Neat, slim figure and handsome face, Always ready and ...
Him goin' to ride for us! Him -- with the pants and the eyeglass and all. Amateur! don't he just ...
There was movement at the station, for the word has passed around That the colt from old Regret had got ...
What! you don't like him; well, maybe -- we all have our fancies, of course: Brumby to look at, you ...
"He ought to be home," said the old man, "without there's something amiss. He only went to the Two-mile -- ...
This was the way of it, don't you know -- Ryan was "wanted" for stealing sheep, And never a trooper, ...
You talk of riders on the flat, of nerve and pluck and pace -- Not one in fifty has the ...
It was somewhere up the country, in a land of rock and scrub, That they formed an institution called the ...
When you're lying in your hammock, sleeping soft and sleeping sound, Without a care or trouble on your mind, And ...
So, the bank has bust it's boiler! And in six or seven year It will pay me all my money ...
"Only a pound," said the auctioneer, "Only a pound; and I'm standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss -- ...
Bring me a quart of colonial beer And some doughy damper to make good cheer, I must make a heavy ...
The Honourable M. T. Nutt About the bush did jog. Till, passing by a settler's hut, He stopped and bought ...
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