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A B 'Banjo' Paterson's Poetry, by first line

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  • I ain't a timid man at all, I'm just as brave as most,
    I'll take my chance in open fight and die beside my post;
    26 lines
  • There's nothing here sublime,
    But just a roving rhyme,
    48 lines
  • I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
    I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,
    40 lines
  • With never a sound of trumpet,
    With never a flag displayed,
    52 lines, 2 comments
  • This is the story of G.R.D.,
    Who went on a mission across the sea
    29 lines
  • The actor struts his little hour,
    Between the limelight and the band;
    24 lines
  • He came from "further out",
    That land of fear and drought
    59 lines
  • My horse had been lamed in the foot
    In the rocks at the back of the run,
    36 lines
  • Of all the sickly forms of verse,
    Commend me to the triolet.
    8 lines
  • The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot,
    There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot,
    24 lines
  • Roses ruddy and roses white,
    What are the joys that my heart discloses?
    25 lines, 2 comments
  • Ambition
    I am the maid of the lustrous eyes
    66 lines
  • There's never a stone at the sleeper's head,
    There's never a fence beside,
    90 lines
  • You talk of riders on the flat, of nerve and pluck and pace --
    Not one in fifty has the nerve to ride a steeplechase.
    30 lines, 2 comments
  • The widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow,
    She told the lawyer man her tale in tones of deepest woe.
    24 lines
  • Now is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey --
    A man must cover with travelling sheep a six-mile stage a day;
    58 lines
  • It was shearing time at the Myall Lake,
    And then rose the sound through the livelong day
    49 lines
  • The daylight is dying
    Away in the west,
    52 lines, 1 comment
  • This is the place where they all were bred;
    Some of the rafters are standing still;
    35 lines
  • They held a polo meeting at a little country town,
    And all the local sportsmen came to win themselves renown.
    16 lines
  • Now the stock have started dying, for the Lord has sent a drought;
    But we're sick of prayers and Providence -- we're going to do without;
    54 lines
  • The Scorcher and the Howling Swell were riding through the land;
    They wept like anything to see the hills on every hand;
    18 lines
  • Of all the docks upon the blue
    There was no dockyard, old or new,
    42 lines
  • A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow
    Or the plains are blackened and burnt and bare, where the false mirages go
    11 lines
  • The boys had come back from the races
    All silent and down on their luck;
    146 lines
  • A man once read with mind surprised
    Of the way that people were "hypnotised";
    106 lines
  • In distant New Zealand, whose tresses of gold
    The billows are ceaselessly combing,
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • This was the way of it, don't you know --
    Ryan was "wanted" for stealing sheep,
    144 lines
  • 'Tis strange that in a land so strong
    So strong and bold in mighty youth,
    177 lines
  • Why, oh why was Kater lifted
    From the darkness, where he drifted
    24 lines
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