The Protest (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
I say 'e isn't Remorse! 'Ow do I know? Saw 'im on Riccarton course Two year ago! Think I'd forget ...
I say 'e isn't Remorse! 'Ow do I know? Saw 'im on Riccarton course Two year ago! Think I'd forget ...
To the voters of Glen Innes 'twas O'Sullivan that went, To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. So he ...
Parliament's a stage, And all the Politicians merely players! They have their exits and entrances, And Wise doth in his ...
"Aye," said the boozer, "I tell you it's true, sir, I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, But ...
Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it's up ...
'Twas in the days of front attack; This glorious truth we'd yet to learn it -- That every "front" has ...
No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands ...
Why, oh why was Kater lifted From the darkness, where he drifted All unknown, and raised to honour, Side by ...
This is the place where they all were bred; Some of the rafters are standing still; Now they are scattered ...
What have the cavalry done? Cantered and trotted about, Routin' the enemy out, Causin' the beggars to run! And we ...
There's a dashin' sort of boy Which they call his Party's Joy, And his smile-that-won't-come-off would quite disarm ye; And ...
Of all the docks upon the blue There was no dockyard, old or new, To touch the dock at Cockatoo. ...
"You led the trump," the old man said With fury in his eye, "And yet you hope my girl to ...
Oh, Mr Gilhooley he turned up his toes, As most of you know, soon or late; And Jones was a ...
"I'll introduce a friend!" he said, "And if you've got a vacant pen You'd better take him in the shed ...
There's nothing here sublime, But just a roving rhyme, Run off to pass the time, With nought titanic in. The ...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way, ...
The widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow, She told the lawyer man her tale in tones ...
In the good old days when the Army's ways were simple and unrefined, With a stock to keep their chins ...
'The man who brought the railway through -- our friend the engineer.' They cheer his pluck and enterprise and engineering ...
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot, There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot, So ...
O west of all that a man holds dear, on the edge of the Kingdom Come, Where carriage is far ...
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
Oh, the new-chum went to the backblock run, But he should have gone there last week. He tramped ten miles ...
My horse had been lamed in the foot In the rocks at the back of the run, So I camped ...
The Editor wrote his political screed In ink that was fainter and fainter; He rose to the call of his ...
I dreamt a dream at the midnight deep, When fancies come and go To vex a man in his soothing ...
There came a whisper down the Bland between the dawn and dark, Above the tossing of the pines, above the ...
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