A Bush Christmas (C J Dennis Poems)
The sun burns hotly thro' the gumsAs down the road old Rogan comes - The hatter from the lonely ...
The sun burns hotly thro' the gumsAs down the road old Rogan comes - The hatter from the lonely ...
Ladies and gentlemen: I take this opportunityTo introduce myself and mention that, much as we may deplore the fact, we ...
Peace, perfect peace. . . . Come, lay aside your gun.The danger zone is past; the gauntlet run.The bark of ...
B. SMITH would most undoubtedly be very, very crossIf some rude person called him Jap, and yet, I'm at a ...
O, the trees grow straight and the trees grow tall, And the trees grow all around;And the long limbs sprout ...
O man with a Position, prithee tell,How is't you mould your sal'ried life so well;Holding in lofty scorn that lowly ...
Light of my lives! Is the time not yet? Lo, I've brooded on a starThrough many a year, with the ...
Fellers of Australier, Blokes an' coves an' coots,Shift yer —- carcases, Move yer —- boots.Gird yer —- loins up, Get ...
Gentlemen! a politician,One who values his position,Stands, with easy confidence,Here before you on the fence.For he knows full well, good ...
Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane, A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the ...
As first I remember him: A red man, and tall, Great Toll, the blacksmith, filled my childish eye.At its first ...
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Still with an iron handRules house and home. Like a peevish gnome He barks each curt ...
Brothers!(I address myself to that chosen few -- which includes you,My dear reader -- whoAre men of understanding, bright intellect ...
Galloping, galloping, galloping horses Weave thro' our dreaming in burgeoning Spring;There's sun in our hearts and there's sun on the ...
Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining;In the morning prim and mild - Church and ...
Spring is a flirt. Unexpectedly gleaming Over the shoulder of some far blue hill.We glimpse the blue eyes of her, ...
Spring surely must be near. High over head The kind blue heavens bend to timbers tall;And here, this morning, is ...
Child of a myriad varied voices calling O'er countless leagues of space in divers tongues,Tho' captious critics view your ways ...
Not in our public parks, for private gain. This centuries-old precursor of all dramasThat lured babes in old Italy and ...
Not that I'd quarrel with the way They celebrates their hundredth yearIn town (said old Pete Parraday), But that don't ...
Within the wooded avenue I stood, And I was proud.I looked upon the scene and found it good; For here, ...
Do you know 'Erb? Now, there's a dinkum sport. If football's on your mind, why, 'Erb's the sort To put ...
I am fit and I am well (so said Obadiah Bell.) I take life as it come from day to ...
You are growing convalescent As pain's fingers are withdrawn;And you waken in a strange, white room at last; Yet your ...
We have heard of the mythical lands of the East And of caliphs and sultans galore;Of Haroun al Raschid, of ...
I am brightly alert and exceedingly pert, And my livery's easily seen;With a bright golden breast and a black-and-white crest, ...
Winter has come; and tardily -- Now little nipping winds are rifeWhere laggard leaves, on many a tree, Still cling ...
Oh, this is the week when no rhymster may rhymeOn the joy of the bush or the ills of the ...
To-day I took old rhymes that I had written. And read them through, each one unto the end:When with a ...
By lagoons and reedy places,Where the little river races By the lips of dreaming pools Where the soothing water coolsMany ...
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