The New Chum Jackeroo (Henry Lawson Poems)
Let bushmen think as bushmen will, And say whate'er they choose,I hate to hear the stupid sneer At New Chum Jackaroos.He may ...
Let bushmen think as bushmen will, And say whate'er they choose,I hate to hear the stupid sneer At New Chum Jackaroos.He may ...
When the palefaces came in their whitewing'd canoes,Long ago, from the sun-rising seaWhen they ask'd for a lodge, and we ...
Ye shall say they all have passed away, That noble race and brave,That their light canoes have vanish'd From off the crested ...
SANDALWOOD, you say, and in your thoughts it chimesWith Tyre and Solomon; to me it rhymesWith places bare upon Pacific ...
Air — "Bright Alfaretta"Wild roved the Indians once On the banks of Grand River,And they built their little huts Down by that ...
We have all been in roomsWe cannot die in, and they are odd places, and sad.Often Indians are standing eagle-armed ...
For strife against the ocean tribe The Mohawks' war arrayComes floating down, where broad St. John Reflects the dawning day.A camp is ...
Here is the height of land:The watershed on either handGoes down to Hudson BayOr Lake Superior;The stars are up, and ...
Ye who read in musty volumesPages worn of Backwoods Times,Of the red man and the white man,In the thrilling days ...
Pashepaho heard the young menTill their lofty words had ended,And in accents stern, thus answered:"For your presents, I am thankful.By ...
I Once in the winter Out on a lake In the heart of the north-land, Far ...
WE shipped him at the Sandwich Isles --'Fore God, he's mostly nose! We've fetched him full eight thousand miles To ...
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
The skin of the lake sliced not quite silently the fiberglass keel cutting the waves yet almost still after midnight ...
The trailer heading north ten canoes ready for another adventure. plates on the van from out of state hearing away ...
Eight silent canoes Pushed off onto the still waters At 2am on a July night. The full moon and stars ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
They have my own fear of the dark, Tupapau - spirits of the dead they call it; Returning late with ...
I Once in the winter Out on a lake In the heart of the north-land, Far from the Fort And ...
Here is the height of land: The watershed on either hand Goes down to Hudson Bay Or Lake Superior; The ...
Welcome, thrice welcome, to the city of Dundee, The great African explorer Henry M Stanley, Who went out to Africa ...
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