The Travelling Post Office (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way, ...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way, ...
The widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow, She told the lawyer man her tale in tones ...
In the good old days when the Army's ways were simple and unrefined, With a stock to keep their chins ...
'The man who brought the railway through -- our friend the engineer.' They cheer his pluck and enterprise and engineering ...
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot, There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot, So ...
O west of all that a man holds dear, on the edge of the Kingdom Come, Where carriage is far ...
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
Oh, the new-chum went to the backblock run, But he should have gone there last week. He tramped ten miles ...
My horse had been lamed in the foot In the rocks at the back of the run, So I camped ...
The Editor wrote his political screed In ink that was fainter and fainter; He rose to the call of his ...
I dreamt a dream at the midnight deep, When fancies come and go To vex a man in his soothing ...
There came a whisper down the Bland between the dawn and dark, Above the tossing of the pines, above the ...
The Boers were down on Kimberley with siege and Maxim gun; The Boers were down on Kimberley, their numbers ten ...
And wherefore have they come, this warlike band, That o'er the ocean many a weary day Have tossed; and now ...
The new chum's polo pony was the smartest pony yet -- The owner backed it for the Cup for all ...
Here lies a bloke who's just gone West, A Number One Australian; He took his gun and did his best ...
Let us cease our idle chatter, Let the tears bedew our cheek, For a man from Tallangatta Has been missing ...
I wooed her with a steeplechase, I won her with a fall, I made her heartstrings quiver on the flat ...
We see it each day in the paper, And know that there's mischief in store; That some unprofessional caper Has ...
The Premier and the Socialist Were walking through the State: They wept to see the Savings Bank Such funds accumulate. ...
Our fathers, brave men were and strong, And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along ...
We have sung the song of the droving days, Of the march of the travelling sheep; By silent stages and ...
So you're back from up the country, Mister Lawson, where you went, And you're cursing all the business in a ...
The news came down on the Castlereagh, and went to the world at large, That twenty thousand travelling sheep, with ...
Come all ye bold trainers attend to my song, It's a rule of the A.J.C. You mustn't train ponies, for ...
The run of Billabong-go-dry Is just beyond Lime Burner's Gap; Its waterhole and tank supply Is excellent -- upon the ...
"Where 'ave you been this week or more, 'Aven't seen you about the war'? Thought perhaps you was at the ...
'Tis strange that in a land so strong So strong and bold in mighty youth, We have no poet's voice ...
It was while we held our races -- Hurdles, sprints and steplechases -- Up in Dandaloo, That a crowd of ...
Across the Queensland border line The mobs of cattle go; They travel down in sun and shine On dusty stage, ...
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