Song of the Future (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
'Tis strange that in a land so strong So strong and bold in mighty youth, We have no poet's voice ...
'Tis strange that in a land so strong So strong and bold in mighty youth, We have no poet's voice ...
The London lights are far abeam Behind a bank of cloud, Along the shore the gaslights gleam, The gale is ...
"You led the trump," the old man said With fury in his eye, "And yet you hope my girl to ...
"I'll introduce a friend!" he said, "And if you've got a vacant pen You'd better take him in the shed ...
The fields of youth are filled with flowers, The wine of youth is strong: What need have we to count ...
It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town, He wandered over street and park, he wandered up ...
Long ago the Gladiators, When the call to combat came, Marching past the massed spectators, Hailed the Emp'ror with acclaim! ...
It was a man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town, He wandered over street and park, he wandered up ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
Oh, some folk think vice-royalty is festive and hilarious, The duties of an A.D.C. are manifold and various, So listen, ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
What! you don't like him; well, maybe -- we all have our fancies, of course: Brumby to look at, you ...
The Honourable M. T. Nutt About the bush did jog. Till, passing by a settler's hut, He stopped and bought ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze; He turned away the good old horse that served him ...
Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three, It's a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big. "I am fed to ...
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