- 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 - I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,by John Masefield 13 lines, 15 comments - 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, 1 comment - 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 - Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wineby Li Po 45 lines, 7 comments - 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 - 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 - That one, alone,
Who's dared and goneby Walter de la Mare 13 lines, 1 comment - 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 whereby Henry Lawson 95 lines - The frost is on the pane and the rime's on the ground
And pitch-dark the morn,by Cicely Fox Smith 29 lines - Wet, streaming sand, and the tide going down;
Boats on the beach, and the sails patched and brown,by Cicely Fox Smith 11 lines - 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 - The gnarled boughs hand darkling down,
And biers sweep my knees;by Cicely Fox Smith 24 lines - Thro' the roaring dark of the tempest
We had struggled the whole night long,by Cicely Fox Smith 41 lines - The devil, we're told, in hell was chained,
and a thousand years he there remained,by Anonymous Americas 54 lines - 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 - A three-skysail yarder with her hatches battened down,
And the grey sky up above her, and the Mersey's muddy brownby Bill Adams 20 lines - 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 - Mother Earth, who bred us stalwart,
Bred us lusty, bred us free,by Cicely Fox Smith 27 lines, 1 comment - Thro' the dead dark water under skies aglow,
Thro' the shaken shadows silently and slow,by Cicely Fox Smith 14 lines - Across the plain the daylight dies,
Where in red pomp the sun went down:by Cicely Fox Smith 18 lines - 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 - To-morrow and to-morrow,
(O the slashing of the foam along the furrow!)by Cicely Fox Smith 37 lines - 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 - Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began,
And there was sorrow round the place, for Denver was a man;by Henry Lawson 70 lines - An ancient candlemaker molded wax
With tiny wicks for prayer to send a lightby Vera Joyce Nelson 18 lines - Beyond the blue rim of the world,
Washed round with languid-lapsing seas,by Harry Kemp 19 lines - 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 - 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 - 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
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