The Ballad of That P.N. (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The shades of night had fallen at last, When through the house a shadow passed, That once had been the ...
The shades of night had fallen at last, When through the house a shadow passed, That once had been the ...
In distant New Zealand, whose tresses of gold The billows are ceaselessly combing, Away in a village all tranquil and ...
Another search for Leichhardt's tomb, Though fifty years have fled Since Leichhardt vanished in the gloom, Our one Illustrious Dead! ...
With eyes that searched in the dark, Peering along the line, Stood the grim Scotsman, Hector Clark, Driver of "Forty-nine". ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
It was shearing time at the Myall Lake, And then rose the sound through the livelong day Of the constant ...
Oh, it's dreadful to think in a country like this With its chances for work - and enjoyment That a ...
Who never drinks and never bets, But loves his wife and pays his debts And feels content with what he ...
"You come and see me, boys," he said; "You'll find a welcome and a bed And whisky any time you ...
Well, I've waited mighty patient while they all came rolling in, Mister Lawson, Mister Dyson, and the others of their ...
Oh, the weary, weary journey on the trek, day after day, With sun above and silent veldt below; And our ...
The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a ...
'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times ...
The sun strikes down with a blinding glare; The skies are blue and the plains are wide, The saltbush plains ...
Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands ...
Far to the Northward there lies a land, A wonderful land that the winds blow over, And none may fathom ...
Trumpets of the Lancer Corps Sound a loud reveille; Sound it over Sydney shore, Send the message far and wide ...
Pro Bono Publico Went out the streets to scan, And marching to and fro He met a seedy man, Who ...
I say 'e isn't Remorse! 'Ow do I know? Saw 'im on Riccarton course Two year ago! Think I'd forget ...
To the voters of Glen Innes 'twas O'Sullivan that went, To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. So he ...
Parliament's a stage, And all the Politicians merely players! They have their exits and entrances, And Wise doth in his ...
"Aye," said the boozer, "I tell you it's true, sir, I once was a punter with plenty of pelf, But ...
Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it's up ...
'Twas in the days of front attack; This glorious truth we'd yet to learn it -- That every "front" has ...
No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; ...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The ...
Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands ...
Why, oh why was Kater lifted From the darkness, where he drifted All unknown, and raised to honour, Side by ...
This is the place where they all were bred; Some of the rafters are standing still; Now they are scattered ...
What have the cavalry done? Cantered and trotted about, Routin' the enemy out, Causin' the beggars to run! And we ...
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