Old Cattle Town (Lex McLennan Poems)
Forgotten by time and lonely, asleep on the sloping plain,she dreams of the dead days only, since only the dreams ...
Forgotten by time and lonely, asleep on the sloping plain,she dreams of the dead days only, since only the dreams ...
Over the plains of the whitening grassand the stunted mulga the drovers pass,and in the red dust cloud, each sideof ...
Our Skeeta was married, our Skeeta! the tomboy and pet of the ...
She was born in the season of fire, When a mantle of murkiness lay On the front of the crimson ...
When I rode with young Sid Kidman out across the Yarrowie Plain --In that year the Long Drought ended, and ...
The night is dark and stormy, and the sky is clouded o'er; Our horses we will mount and ...
Farewell and adieu to you, Brisbane ladiesFarewell and adieu, you maids of ToowongWe've sold all our cattle and we have ...
The diggers came from Bendigo, From Albury the drovers,From where the Goulburn waters flowCame bearded teamsters travelling slow. ...
Out across the spinifex, out across the sand,Out across the saltbush to Never Never land That's the way the ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it's up ...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way, ...
"You come and see me, boys," he said; "You'll find a welcome and a bed And whisky any time you ...
Across the Queensland border line The mobs of cattle go; They travel down in sun and shine On dusty stage, ...
The drought is down on field and flock, The river-bed is dry; And we must shift the starving stock Before ...
Now is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey -- A man must cover with travelling ...
I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better Knowledge, sent to where I met him ...
"Only a pound," said the auctioneer, "Only a pound; and I'm standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss -- ...
The shearers sat in the firelight, hearty and hale and strong, After the hard day's shearing, passing the joke along: ...
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