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Poems about Adventure

• The Man from Snowy River

  There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
  That the colt from old Regret had got away,

  by A B Banjo Paterson 114 lines, 12 comments
• Drinking Alone in the Moonlight

  Amongst the flowers I
  am alone with my pot of wine

  by Li Po 45 lines, 7 comments
• Journey's End

  When the long day's tramp is over, when the journey's done,
  I shall dip down from some hilltop at the going down o' the sun,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 14 lines
• A Ballad of John Silver

  We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull,
  And we flew the pretty colours of the cross-bones and the skull;

  by John Masefield 28 lines, 2 comments
• Christmas at Sea

  The sheets were frozen hard, and they cut the naked hand;
  The decks were like a slide, where a seaman scarce could stand;

  by Robert Louis Stevenson 53 lines
• Mulla-Mulgars' Journey Song

  That one, alone,
  Who's dared and gone

  by Walter de la Mare 13 lines, 1 comment
• A Farewell (1904)

  The frost is on the pane and the rime's on the ground
      And pitch-dark the morn,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 29 lines
• In The Days When The World Was Wide

  The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow,
  For little is new where the crowds resort, and less where

  by Henry Lawson 95 lines
• Afterglow

  Wet, streaming sand, and the tide going down;
  Boats on the beach, and the sails patched and brown,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 11 lines
• The Dust Of The Way

  I'm weary of the summer lanes, and of the blackbird's lay;
  I'm weary of the red cock that crows at dawn of day:

  by Cicely Fox Smith 26 lines
• Hell in Texas

  The devil, we're told, in hell was chained,
  and a thousand years he there remained,

  by Anonymous Americas 54 lines
• The Fight On The Island

  Thro' the roaring dark of the tempest
      We had struggled the whole night long,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 41 lines
• The Enchanted Forest

  The gnarled boughs hand darkling down,
      And biers sweep my knees;

  by Cicely Fox Smith 24 lines
• A Mighty Hunter Before The Lord

  When the last of my hunts is over and done,
  And I go to my rest with the sinking sun,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 34 lines
• Bound Away

  A three-skysail yarder with her hatches battened down,
  And the grey sky up above her, and the Mersey's muddy brown

  by Bill Adams 20 lines
• Ring O' Bells

  If I might leave this harbour, if I might cross the sea,
  'Tis I that know full well where a little while I'd be —

  by Cicely Fox Smith 20 lines, 1 comment
• Liverpool

  Thro' the dead dark water under skies aglow,
  Thro' the shaken shadows silently and slow,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 14 lines
• The Siren

  Dear, O homeland, and dear, O sweet land of mine,
      Dear, yea, very dear, O land of my birth;

  by Cicely Fox Smith 19 lines
• A Song Of The Open

  Mother Earth, who bred us stalwart,
      Bred us lusty, bred us free,

  by Cicely Fox Smith 27 lines, 1 comment
• Hesperus

  Across the plain the daylight dies,
      Where in red pomp the sun went down:

  by Cicely Fox Smith 18 lines
• Anchor Song

  Heh!  Walk her round.  Heave, ah, heave her short again!
  Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the pawl.

  by Rudyard Kipling 47 lines
• An Ocean Tramp

      To-morrow and to-morrow,
      (O the slashing of the foam along the furrow!)

  by Cicely Fox Smith 37 lines
• The Roaring Forties

  Let me sail to the southward and follow once more
  Down the great circle course where the latitudes roar;

  by Burt Franklin Jenness 33 lines
• Jaspers from the "Beeswax Ship"

  An ancient candlemaker molded wax
  With tiny wicks for prayer to send a light

  by Vera Joyce Nelson 18 lines
• My Four Little Johnny-Cakes

  Hurrah for the Lachlan, boys, and join me in a cheer;
  That's the place to go to make a cheque every year.

  by Anonymous Oceania 32 lines
• Hesperides

  Beyond the blue rim of the world,
  Washed round with languid-lapsing seas,

  by Harry Kemp 19 lines
• Home Round The Horn

  It's blowing up squally, it's piping like hell,
  And the packet she rolls till she tinkles her bell;

  by Bill Adams 29 lines
• Sea Traders

  Droppin' down to Rio on a buckin' wooden tramp;
  Takin' water for'r'd till her rotten planks were damp;

  by Burt Franklin Jenness 17 lines
• A Ship Sails up to Bideford

  A ship sails up to Bideford;
  Upon a western breeze,

  by Herbert Ashley Asquith 27 lines
• The Bards Who Lived at Manly

  The camp  of high-class spielers,
      Who sneered in summer dress,

  by Henry Lawson 169 lines

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