The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards (Henry Lawson Poem)
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
The Druids waved their golden knives And danced around the Oak When they had sacrificed a man; But though the ...
The harridan who holds the inn At which I toss a pot, Is old and uglier than sin,-- I'm glad ...
Each sunny day upon my way A goat I pass; He has a beard of silver grey, A bell of ...
I'm gatherin' flowers by the wayside to lay on the grave of Bill; I've sneaked away from the billet, 'cause ...
Says I to my Missis: "Ba goom, lass! you've something I see, on your mind." Says she: "You are right, ...
So how is life with your new bloke? Simpler, I bet. Just one stroke of his quivering oar and the ...
I say 'e isn't Remorse! 'Ow do I know? Saw 'im on Riccarton course Two year ago! Think I'd forget ...
I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job; I drives me bottle cart around the town; ...
Here lies a bloke who's just gone West, A Number One Australian; He took his gun and did his best ...
The track that led to Carmody's is choked and overgrown, The suckers of the stringybark have made the place their ...
The news came down on the Castlereagh, and went to the world at large, That twenty thousand travelling sheep, with ...
The Scorcher and the Howling Swell were riding through the land; They wept like anything to see the hills on ...
"Aye," said the boozer, "I tell you it's true, sir, I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, But ...
Now look, you see, it's this way like, You cross the broken bridge And run the crick down till you ...
Weary and listless, sad and slow, Without any conversation, Was a man that worked on The Overflow, The butt of ...
There's nothing here sublime, But just a roving rhyme, Run off to pass the time, With nought titanic in. The ...
You see, the thing was this way -- there was me, That rode Panopply, the Splendor mare, And Ikey Chambers ...
I'M travellin' down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand, I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the ...
On Western plains, where shade is not, 'Neath summer skies of cloudless blue, Where all is dry and all is ...
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