Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
C J Dennis Poems on Home (41 Poems)
The Stones of Gosh (C J Dennis Poems)
Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh, In the end of the year umteen;Of the Glugs of ...
An Appeal to Women (C J Dennis Poems)
O ye women! WIMMIN! WEEMIN!!See our tears repentant streamin'!See the pearly drops a-gleamin', Streamin' from our rheumy eye!Mark our weskits ...
The Wooer (C J Dennis Poems)
I nearly fell fair in my tracks.I'm trudgin' homeward with my axe When I come on her suddenly. "I wonder ...
Old Bob Blair (C J Dennis Poems)
I got so down to it last night, With longin' for what could not be,That nothin' in the world seemed ...
Son of a Fool (C J Dennis Poems)
Gyved and chained in his father's home, He toiled 'neath a conqueror's rule;Bowed to the earth in the land of ...
The Long Road Home (C J Dennis Poems)
When I go back from Billy's place I always have to roamThe mazy road, the crazy road that leads the ...
An Old Master (C J Dennis Poems)
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
March of Memories (C J Dennis Poems)
Left, right - left, right . . . We march today for memories (the grizzled Digger said)Memories of lost dreams ...
The Little Homes (C J Dennis Poems)
We have heard the cheering, brothers, We have heard the martial peal;We have seen the soldiers marching And the glint ...
The Interloper (C J Dennis Poems)
The Honourable TORYPHAT addressed the meeting: 'Hem!(Prolonged applause.) Ah - Mistah Chairman, gentlemen. To stemThe tide of Socialism - rabid ...
The Mountain Laboured (C J Dennis Poems)
A patriot spake thus to an eager throng:"Give me the power and I shall right each wrong.And Fortune, smiling, on ...
The High Priest (C J Dennis Poems)
Nay, why do foolish politicians strive To win a fleeting popularity?In vain, in vain, they jealously contrive To turn the ...
Come Ye Home (C J Dennis Poems)
Listening (said the old, grey Digger) . . . With my finger on the trigger I was listening in the ...
A Matter Of Privacy (C J Dennis Poems)
Ben Bowyang spluttered with rage suppressed, "Hi, there!" And his brow was black,As two by two and three by three ...
Mutton (C J Dennis Poems)
In the everlasting summer, when the town is limp with heat,and the asphalt of the footpath curls your boots and ...
Old Town Types No. 26 – Dr. Andy Deveraux (C J Dennis Poems)
Some saw in him a Scottish wreck; some said that he was mad;A few proclaimed his genius, but all agreed ...
City of Dreams (C J Dennis Poems)
Oh, we might have a marvellous city Were we only less keen on cashLess avid for things -- more's the ...
Our Black Brudder (C J Dennis Poems)
O, fellow Australians, listen, attend: We must cease our contemptuous swearingAnd cursing and sneering at Bull's colored friend, For our ...
A Hymn Of Heat (C J Dennis Poems)
When Summer comesTo silence the retreating drums Of stubborn Winter, when content Shall salve my chill predicament.And I shall loll ...
Old Town Types No. 3 – Mrs Dibbs (C J Dennis Poems)
Mrs Dibbs, the washerwoman, coming down the street,Shabby old "elastic-sides" on her funny feet As she toddles by the pub, ...
Fitzmickle Unbends (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Still with an iron handRules house and home. Like a peevish gnome He barks each curt ...
Hist! (C J Dennis Poems)
Hist! . . . . . . Hark!The night is very dark,And we've to go a mile or soAcross the ...
The Cosinic Curve (C J Dennis Poems)
Callithumpus Kevin Kerr was a young astronomer, Rich and handsome, eligible, sound and single,Somewhat absent as to mind, and peculiarly ...
Mallee Wife (C J Dennis Poems)
Home's best (she said), and the taleOf the hungering soil and the flail Of the sun and the shuddering threat ...
The Germ Chaser (C J Dennis Poems)
I knew a careful lady onceWho read a book by Dr. Bunce,A wise authority on wogsThat roam about in dust ...
Why a Picnic, Jane? (C J Dennis Poems)
But, why a picnic, Jane? We went last year, And missed the Cup; and you know how you grievedBecause we ...
The Eastern Shrike-Tit (C J Dennis Poems)
I am brightly alert and exceedingly pert, And my livery's easily seen;With a bright golden breast and a black-and-white crest, ...
Billy’s Policeman (C J Dennis Poems)
I knew a policeman once -- And this is true as it ever could be --Who made me feel an ...
The Dove Has A Word (C J Dennis Poems)
With a sprig in my beak, I repeatedly seek For a spot where a poor bird may rest,While tumultuous man ...