The Drovers (Henry Lawson Poems)
Shrivelled leather, rusty buckles, and the rot is in our knuckles,Scorched for months upon the pommel while the brittle rein ...
Shrivelled leather, rusty buckles, and the rot is in our knuckles,Scorched for months upon the pommel while the brittle rein ...
General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General,Captain Fatigue, and at the base of allpale Corporal Fatigue,and curious microbes came, came ...
General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General, Captain Fatigue, and at the base of all pale Corporal Fatigue, and curious ...
There's never a stone at the sleeper's head, There's never a fence beside, And the wandering stock on the grave ...
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