The Camp Fires of the Past (Rex Ingamells Poems)
A thousand, thousand camp fires every night,in ages gone, would twinkle to the darkfrom crest and valley in the rolling ...
Poems about mallee (16 Poems)
In The Land Of Dreams (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A Bridle-path in the tangled mallee, With blossoms unnamed and unknown bespread,-And two who ride through its leafy alley,- But never the ...
Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
A Song of Rain (C J Dennis Poems)
Because a little vagrant wind veered south from China Sea;Or else, because a sun-spot stirred; and yet again, maybeBecause some ...
The Bucolics (C J Dennis Poems)
Ladies and gentlemen: I take this opportunityTo introduce myself and mention that, much as we may deplore the fact, we ...
Old Town Types No. 18 – Johnny Nock (C J Dennis Poems)
Johnny Nock, the auctioneer, golden-bearded, ever gay,Spread about him great good cheer in his prosperous heyday; Familiar sight on district ...
Mallee Wife (C J Dennis Poems)
Home's best (she said), and the taleOf the hungering soil and the flail Of the sun and the shuddering threat ...
The Mallee Fire (Charles Henry Souter Poems)
I SUPPOSE it just depends on where you're raised, Once I met a cove as swore by green belar! ...
‘Accorjins’ (C J Dennis Poems)
Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin' the coves at the Show;Matt from the Mallee an' Dandenong Don, ...
A Rain Song (E S Emmerson Poems)
There is music in the Mallee,Lilting music, soft and low,Like the songs in vale and valleyWhere the summer waters flow;But ...
Old Town Types No.1 – The Old Town (C J Dennis Poems)
Fierce on the wheat-sown Mallee plain The ruthless summer suns burned down,And dust-storms, heralding the rain,Swept thro' the street and ...
Country Towns – Boort (C J Dennis Poems)
She knows the Mallee's tragedy Of thwarted hope, of pain,Of promise wrecked, when weak men flee And strong men pray ...
The Mallee Fire (Charles Henry Soutar Poems)
I SUPPOSE it just depends on where you're raised, Once I met a cove as swore by green belar! Couldn't ...
Drought (Flexmore Hudson Poems)
Midsummer noon: and the timbered wallsstart in the heat;and the children sag listlessly over the desks,with bloodless faces oozing sweatsipped ...
Harvest Time (Charles Henry Soutar Poems)
When the cranky German waggon, With its ten or fifteen bag on Comes a-jerkin' and a-joltin' down the dusty, limestone ...
Mallee in October (Flexmore Hudson Poems)
When clear October suns unfoldmallee tips of red and goldchildren on their way to schooldiscover tadpoles in a pool,iceplants sheathed ...