The Austral-Aise (C J Dennis Poems)
Fellers of Australier, Blokes an' coves an' coots,Shift yer —- carcases, Move yer —- boots.Gird yer —- loins up, Get ...
C J Dennis Poems on Life (121 Poems)
Old Town Types No. 25 – Black Peter Myloh (C J Dennis Poems)
A man was Peter Myloh, strong-browed and black of face,Australian Aboriginal, son of a dark doomed race. And even I, ...
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 ...
The Spotted Heifers (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Jeremiah JeffersOwned a pair of spotted heifersThese he sold for two pounds tenTo Mr Robert Raymond WrenWho reared them ...
When The Sun’s Behind The Hill (C J Dennis Poems)
There's a soft and peaceful feelingComes across the farming handAs the shadows go a-stealingSlow along the new-turned land.The lazy curling ...
Knights Of The Never Never (C J Dennis Poems)
When I rode with young Sid Kidman out across the Yarrowie Plain --In that year the Long Drought ended, and ...
Old Town Types – Captain Curly Taplin (C J Dennis Poems)
I can not recall his heyday; for I knew him in the dayWhen his curly hair had thinned a bit, ...
Old Town Types No.11 – Great Toll the Smith (C J Dennis Poems)
As first I remember him: A red man, and tall, Great Toll, the blacksmith, filled my childish eye.At its first ...
Hakim Kahn (C J Dennis Poems)
When first I found this forest place More years ago than I can tell,I met a man of alien race ...
Roamin’ Free (C J Dennis Poems)
The miser sits beside his hoard, The lover tarries by his bride,And he who neither may afford Is free to ...
Cuppacumalon (C J Dennis Poems)
'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, where go you to-day?'I go to Cuppacumalomga, fifty miles away; Over plains where Summer rains have ...
The Lure of Trees (C J Dennis Poems)
I honour all trees well; but, best of all,I love those scarred old veterans, proud and tall, Gazing ...
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 ...
Why! (C J Dennis Poems)
Sisters!I've thought o'er this until my brain has blisters.Are you, indeed, such valiant resistersOf all the charm, the grace, the ...
The Anonymous Altruist (C J Dennis Poems)
A mysterious cove in the Customs -- The boss, so to speak, of the Ban --I have blamed a good ...
It Isn’t Cricket (C J Dennis Poems)
Hello, old cobber. Well, what's on your mind? You're lookin' awful gloomy and mysteriousDone in your dough? The horses been ...
Introducing the Day Family (C J Dennis Poems)
Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining;In the morning prim and mild - Church and ...
Old Town Types No. 10 – Big Doc Littlejohn (C J Dennis Poems)
Big Doc. Littlejohn, and ugly man and tall,He wasn't very graceful, no part of him was small;Big, frame, big head, ...
The Homeward Track (C J Dennis Poems)
Once a year we lumber southward with the clip from Yarradee;Spell the bullocks in the township while we run our ...
Laissez-Faire (C J Dennis Poems)
We'd harbored them on hovels, and in dens, Altho' in price they counted less than cattle,Had they not still the ...
Quantum Sufficit (C J Dennis Poems)
I only said this German planHad points, remarked the small, meek man. "I merely said an extra wife Might add ...
The Swagman (C J Dennis Poems)
Oh, he was old and he was spare;His bushy whiskers and his hairWere all fussed up and very greyHe said ...
The Creed of Old George Jones (C J Dennis Poems)
A little of fretting, a little of getting, A little of slaving and saving, may be;A little of spending, a ...
Masefield, Poet And Man (C J Dennis Poems)
He comes as a man who has lived 'mid men With the gloss and the polish off;And truth flows free ...
Obadiah Bell (C J Dennis Poems)
I am fit and I am well (so said Obadiah Bell.) I take life as it come from day to ...
Winter Rhapsody (C J Dennis Poems)
Winter has come; and tardily -- Now little nipping winds are rifeWhere laggard leaves, on many a tree, Still cling ...
Brightness Breaches and the Beak (C J Dennis Poems)
Bright young thing: Thou on the beaches Life is gay and pleasure ladenAll in vain the law beseeches ...
The Bench and the Blonde in Black (C J Dennis Poems)
His Honor walked into the shop -- For of shopping his Honor was fond.Did she blush? Did her eyes indicate ...
The Demon Milk (C J Dennis Poems)
Yer honor, please! the prisoner said, "It isn't wot you think.To look on wine when it is red Or alco'olic ...
Accent Conscious (C J Dennis Poems)
Trouble brews along the border for the word has got around That blokes an' coves an' coots must mind their ...