Andrew Barton Paterson Poems (214 Poems)
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, Folds his fleecy flocks that linger homewards in the setting sun Lived my hero, Jim the Ringer, “cocky” on Mylora … Continue reading
El Mahdi to the Australian Troops (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
And wherefore have they come, this warlike band, That o’er the ocean many a weary day Have tossed; and now beside Suakim’s Bay, With faces stern and resolute, do stand, Waking the desert’s echoes with the drum – Men of … Continue reading
The Sausage Candidate-A Tale of the Elections (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Our fathers, brave men were and strong, And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along In better style than now — and quicker. Elections then were sport, you bet! A trifle rough, there’s no denying … Continue reading
Right in Front of the Army (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
“Where ‘ave you been this week or more, ‘Aven’t seen you about the war’? Thought perhaps you was at the rear Guarding the waggons.” “What, us? No fear! Where have we been? Why, bless my heart, Where have we been … Continue reading
Johnny Boer (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run, And no man knows his courage till he stands before a gun. At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand, and clawing men about They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the hottest fighter … Continue reading
Over The Range (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Little bush maiden, wondering-eyed, Playing alone in the creek-bed dry, In the small green flat on every side Walled in by the Moonbi ranges high; Tell me the tale of your lonely life ‘Mid the great grey forests that know … Continue reading
The Ballad of the Calliope (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
By the far Samoan shore, Where the league-long rollers pour All the wash of the Pacific on the coral-guarded bay, Riding lightly at their ease, In the calm of tropic seas, The three great nations’ warships at their anchors proudly … Continue reading
The Lost Drink (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
I had spent the night in the watch-house – My head was the size of three – So I went and asked the chemist To fix up a drink for me; And he brewed it from various bottles With soda … Continue reading
Come-by-Chance (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
As I pondered very weary o’er a volume long and dreary – For the plot was void of interest; ’twas the Postal Guide, in fact – There I learnt the true location, distance, size and population Of each township, town, … Continue reading
The Ballad of That P.N. (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The shades of night had fallen at last, When through the house a shadow passed, That once had been the Genial Dan, But now become a desperate man, At question time he waited near, And on the Premier’s startled ear … Continue reading
More Andrew Barton Paterson Poetry (Based on Topics)
View All Andrew Barton Paterson Poems