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- The centuries found me to nations unknown –
My people have crowned me and made me a throne;28 lines, 3 comments - There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home,
For he hears a voice in the future call, and he trains for73 lines - They say that I never have written of love,
As a writer of songs should do;61 lines, 3 comments - I saw it in the days gone by,
When the dead girl lay at rest,19 lines, 1 comment - Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong,
And the armies of Australia shall not march without a song;12 lines, 1 comment - As it was in the beginning, so we’ll find it in the end,
For a lover, or a brother, or a sweetheart, or a friend;17 lines, 3 comments - “QUEENSLAND,” he heads his letters—that’s all:
The date, and the month, and the year in brief;34 lines - It surely cannot be too soon, and never is too late,
It tones with all Australia’s tune to praise one’s native State,16 lines - You wonder why so many would be buried in the sea,
In this world of froth and bubble,44 lines - On the Track of Grand Endeavour, on the long track out to Bourke,
Past the Turn-Back, and past Howlong, and the pub at Sudden Jerk,17 lines - Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn’t the slightest hint,
But he comes to me as a little man, with a scrubby b62 lines - When you see a man come walking down through George Street loose and free,
Suit of saddle tweed and soft shirt, and a belt and cabba45 lines - “Nobody's enemy save his own”—
(What shall it be in the end?)—12 lines, 1 comment - I hate the pen, the foolscap fair,
The poet’s corner, and the page,33 lines, 1 comment - Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,
Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never rest40 lines - Oh, the track through the scrub groweth ever more dreary,
And lower and lower his grey head doth bow;24 lines - The Blue Sky arches o’er mountain and valley,
The scene is as fair as a scene can be,24 lines - He is coming! He is coming! without heralds, without cheers.
He is coming! He is coming! and he’s been with us for years:22 lines - 'Tis the song of many husbands, and you all must understand
That you cannot call me coward now that women rule the land;47 lines - They proved we could not think nor see,
They proved we could not write,105 lines - From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand;
From back of the days of long ago, and the lonely sea and la18 lines - We love the land when the world goes round,
And deep, deep down in her thorny ground,14 lines, 3 comments - Why are the sheoaks forever sighing?
(Sheoaks that sigh when the wind is still)—24 lines - Now this is the song of a prison—a song of a gaol or jug—
A ballad of quod or of chokey, the ultimate home of the mug.67 lines - The World is full of kindness—
And not the poor alone;34 lines, 1 comment
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