The Plains lay bare on the homeward route, And the march was heavy on man and brute; For the Spirit of Drought was on all the land, And the white heat danced on the glowing sand. The best of our cattle-dogs lagged at last, His strength gave out ere the plains were passed, And our […]
But What’s The Use – Henry Lawson
But what’s the use of writing ‘bush’— Though editors demand it— For city folk, and farming folk, Can never understand it. They’re blind to what the bushman sees The best with eyes shut tightest, Out where the sun is hottest and The stars are most and brightest. The crows at sunrise flopping round Where some […]
The Return of the Prospector- a verse
With the fires of hope still burning I’ll take to the open road, To the bush I am returning And it’s there I’ll take my load. For the pull of the bush like a magnet Is drawing me to her heart And I’ll make my mark on this rugged land One day e’er I depart. […]
Outback Joe – a verse
The Sun, Sunday 11 June 1899, page 5 OUTBACK JOE A LEGEND OF THE 25-MILE. You miners of Westralia! attention grant, I pray, While I relate in doggerel, a plaintive sort of lay, Wherein a sharper kind of bloke— a half Finn-German Jew — Was introduced to Out-back Joe and shown a point or two. […]
Along by Merry Christmas Time – Henry Lawson
Along by Merry Christmas Time by Henry Lawson 1913 Along by merry Christmas time they buy the aged goose, And boil the dread plum pudding, because of ancient use. But to sneer at old time customs would be nothing but a crime,| For the memory of the Past is all bound up in Christmas time. […]
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