Book: When Rody came to Iron Bark

• Afterglow

  A magic wrought of dying dreams
  A wizard light that creeps and glows;

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• Resurrection

  All rank on rank the tall white lillies stood,
  The graceful palms against the rose-flushed sky

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• Old Tin Liz

  We have scrubbed, and scoured and polished, till she's looking just like new,
  And her good old engines singing, and our hearts are s

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• Homesick

  I’ve lit the Christmas candle,
  As we used to long ago

  32 lines, 4 comments
• November In Ireland

  November days in Ireland
  The skies are dull and grey,

  24 lines
• The Ride Of Rody Burke

  The heat haze veiled the distant hills, the white clouds floated high,
  Drifting in slow content across the blue Australian sky;

  64 lines, 7 comments
• Adventure

  We found one evening, in the scrub,
  a road the timber-getters made,

  24 lines, 2 comments
• The Voyage

  We planned a glorious voyage, my Captain bold and I,
  To sail in bliss on summer seas while halcyon days went by;

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• When Rody Came To Ironbark

  When Rody came to Ironbark, there spread a hectic glow
  around the little township - a dozen years ago,

  32 lines
• The Silver Box

  Old tales of valour fire our blood
  But this, the bravest deed I know

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• Himself

  Last night, when I was listenin’
  Alone, to wind and rain,

  53 lines, 32 comments
• The Water-Witch

  The little creek went winding down
  ‘Twixt whispering reeds and small blue flowers,

  32 lines
• Sixty Years Ago

  The double-blossomed peach-trees with rosy bloom were gay
  When grandpa rode beneath them upon his courting way,

  34 lines, 5 comments
• The Latest Martyr (Mexico 1926)

  The morn is sweet and radiant with blue sky over all,
  There’s a flame of Oleanders over the adobe wall,

  24 lines
• Croquet

  In a garden where the may made the straggling fences gay
  And the roses cream and scarlet shed their petals on the breeze

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• The Way Of The Bush

  A night of storm and wind and rain,
  Tall trees bowing beneath the blast

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• West Of Fanny O'Dea's

  You’ll not find the name in geography books,
  It isn’t marked on the map,

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• In Winter

  Golden and white in the garden walk,
  Chrysanthemums gather their bravest show,

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• Bid McCrae

  The church was wrapped in darkness save for the alter-light,
  And save where near the marble rail six tapers glimmered bright

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• Christmas Welcome

  Under the wintry skies,
  Sundered from home and kin,

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• A Dream Of Heaven

  They tell of harps and golden crowns, and singing,
  But oh, I think, when ends the strife and pain,

  20 lines, 2 comments
• The Banshee

  As we came down the old boreen,
  Rose and I – Rose and I,

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• “Flower O’ The Peach”

  When I came down Toowoomba streets,
  The evening air was full of sweets,

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• Grass

  The world is all one smother of grass,
  Waves of it rolling deep and green,

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• Fairies

  They don’t believe in fairies,
  Those old folk wide and staid,

  33 lines, 4 comments
• Murtagh The Cobbler

  The harvest moon was shinin’
  As Murtagh came from the fair,

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• O’Grady’s Little Girl

  Her hair was dark and curly, floatin’ to the saddle bow,
  Her laugh was frank and girlish, and her voice was sweet and low;

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• Milestones

  Gay balloons and coloured streamers,
  Gliding figures, footsteps light,

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• Brother Wind

  I thank my god for brother wind,”
  So prayed St. Francis long ago

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• The Young Rebel

  The sun is setting behind the range,
  His golden rays pour down

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• “O’Shea”

  O’Shea was a big railway ganger, clean-hearted, and clean-limbed and shy,
  With a glint of grey hair at his temples, and smile in his Irish blue eye;

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• The First School Day

  We are saddling Don and Laddie,
  Mid laughter, and fun and noise

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• The Courtship Of Young John

  Fields of lucerne and waving wheat,
  White-washed sheds, and cottage neat,

  95 lines, 1 comment
• A Song Of Delight

  Oh! Have you stolen out, one summer morning
  To pick white crocus ‘neath the garden wall,

  28 lines, 1 comment
• The Old Days - And The New

  ‘Mid wattle scents and sounds of Spring,
  The old man, dreaming in his chair

  32 lines
• Enniskillen

  Oh my heart beat high with joy elate,
  When Danny rode in the Hunters’ Plate

  71 lines

• By me, right now

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