The Old Bark Hut (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
In an old bark hut on a mountainside In a spot that was lone and drear A woman whose heart ...
In an old bark hut on a mountainside In a spot that was lone and drear A woman whose heart ...
High noon, and not a cloud in the skyTo break this blinding sun.Well, I've half the day before me still,And ...
The moon rides high in a starry sky,And, through the midnight gloom,A faery scene of woodland greenHer silver rays illume.Dark ...
Come now, ye sighing washers all, Join in my doleful lay,Mourn for the times none can recall, ...
The Tasmanian Aborigine's Lament And Remonstrance When In Sight Of His Native Land From Flinders IslandFair island of my birth, ...
Squatting up in Queensland, is a great mistake I guess;If you ask if I'm a squatter, I can truly answer ...
THE weather had been sultry for a fortnight's time or more, And the shearers had been driving might ...
Had I gone first he surely would have writ Some kindly words in loving memory --Touching a drear old history ...
Over near a chock-and-log hut,Down by the river-side,A bronzed young bushman sat,Telling his blushing brideThe time had come when he ...
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