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  • I am a native of the land of Erin,
    and lately banished from that lovely shore;
    53 lines, 4 comments
  • Bold are the mounted robbers who on stolen horses ride
    And bold the mounted troopers who patrol the Sydney side;
    44 lines, 8 comments
  • Dark over the face of Nature sublime
    Reign'd tyranny, warfare, and every crime;
    38 lines
  • Gulls, wheeling overhead,
    'Light on the crags,
    17 lines, 2 comments
  • Had I gone first he surely would have writ
      Some kindly words in loving memory --
    36 lines
  • Hurrah for the Roma railway! Hurrah for Cobb and Co.,
    And oh! for a good fat horse or two to carry me Westward Ho --
    17 lines
  • High noon, and not a cloud in the sky
    To break this blinding sun.
    133 lines
  • This is the tale of Norton
    Who vowed a vow, by zounds,
    72 lines
  • It's ah ! for my grog, my jolly, jolly grog,
    It's ah ! for my beer and tobacco;
    29 lines, 1 comment
  • THE weather had been sultry for a fortnight's time or more,
    And the shearers had been driving might and main,
    29 lines
  • Oh! don't you remember Black Alice, Sam Holt -
    Black Alice so dusky and dark -
    48 lines
  • Hark! Hark! the dogs are barking, I can no longer stay;
    The boys have all gone shearing, so I heard the shepherd say;
    24 lines
  • My name is Ben Hall from Urunga I came,
    The cause of my turn out you all know the same;
    23 lines
  • When I was at home I was down on my luck,
    And I earned a poor living by drawing a truck;
    96 lines
  • 'Twas of a valiant highwayman and outlaw of disdain
    Who'd scorn to live in slavery or wear a convicts chain;
    40 lines
  • In Dublin town I was brought up, in that city of great fame.
    My decent friends and parents, they will tell to you the same.
    33 lines, 1 comment
  • Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains
    Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains.
    32 lines
  • Farewell to old England for ever,
    Farewell to my rum culls as well,
    29 lines
  • Away with those whimsical bubbles of air
    Which only excite a momentary stare;
    41 lines
  • Lonely and sadly one night in November
    I laid down my weary head in search of repose
    44 lines
  • A life that is free as the bandit's of old,
    When Rome was the prey of the warriers bold
    24 lines
  • Shadows of the twilight falling
    On the mountain's brow,
    32 lines
  • Farewell and adieu to you, Brisbane ladies
    Farewell and adieu, you maids of Toowong
    42 lines, 1 comment
  • Out on the board the old shearer stands,
    Grasping his shears in his long, bony hands,
    45 lines, 3 comments
  • When first I came to Sydney Cove
    And up and down the streets did rove,
    44 lines
  • Poor Tom Brown from Nottingham, Jack Williams and poor Joe
    They were three gallant poacher boys their country well does know
    26 lines
  • Come all Australia's sons to me --
    A hero has been slain
    40 lines
  • Over near a chock-and-log hut,
    Down by the river-side,
    36 lines
  • Come! all ye lads of loyalty,
         and listen to my tale;
    61 lines, 3 comments
  • Dwell not with me,
    For you'll never see
    16 lines, 1 comment
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