The Poem Of Imru al Qays (Imru al Qays ibn Hujr Poems)
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
There'll be royal times in Sydney for the Cuff and Collar Push, There'll be lots of dreary drivel and clap-trapFrom the ...
HE LONGED to be a Back-Blocks Bard, And fame he wished to win-He wrote at night and studied hard (He read The ...
But what's the use of writing 'bush'- Though editors demand it-For city folk, and farming folk, Can never understand it.They're blind to ...
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
A TRAMP was trampin' on the road- The afternoon was warm an' muggy-And by-and-by he chanced to meet A parsin ridin' in ...
Ah me! How clearly they come back -Those golden days of long ago,When down the droughty Bogan trackTom came with ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
The boss last night in the hut did say —"We start to muster at break of day;So be up first ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
Oh! there once was a swagman camped in the Billabong, Under the shade of a Coolabah tree; And he sang ...
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