On a lonely selection far out in the West
An old woman works all the day without rest,
And she croons, as she toils ‘neath the sky’s glassy dome,
`Sure I’ll keep the ould place till the childer come home.’
She mends all the fences, she grubs, and she ploughs,
She drives the old horse, and she milks all the cows,
And she sings to herself as she thatches the stack,
`Sure I’ll keep the ould place till the childer come back.’
It is five weary years since her old husband died;
And oft as he lay on his deathbed, he sighed
`Sure one man can bring up ten children, he can,
An’ it’s strange that ten sons cannot keep one old man.’
Whenever the scowling old sundowners come,
And cunningly ask if the master’s at home,
`Be off,’ she replies, `with your blarney and cant,
Or I’ll call my son Andy; he’s workin’ beyant.’
`Git out,’ she replies, though she trembles with fear,
For she lives all alone and no neighbours are near;
But she says to herself, when she’s like to despond,
That the boys are at work in the paddock beyond.
Ah, none of her children need follow the plough,
And some have grown rich in the city ere now;
Yet she says: `They might come when the shearing is done,
And I’ll keep the ould place if it’s only for one.’
Moya Sharp
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I love this poem, when put to the tune “The Mudgee Waltz”
CHRISTINE WHEELER :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aq8vM7E4CVs
PRISCILLA HERDMAN :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uaxcBymZyW8
ALISTAIR BROWN :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxGcd7KSHCw
THE QUEENSLAND TIGER :
A sad poem – reflecting that even in Lawson time he saw that family cohesion was changing. It puts today’s issues of loneliness within families and our older generation into perspective.
Thank you Moya. I love Henry Lawson and really enjoyed reading this one. Glad you’re back in action. Have missed you. Much love. Di. ❤️
I have always loved this poem. There are many sung versions on YouTube, using for a tune the Mudgee Waltz, or a variation of it
Sad but I enjoyed it. Thanks Moya. Joan