WHAT pulls at my heart so?
What tells me to roam?
En ce temps là dans chaqu' famille,
On blanchissait de mère en fille
Snowfall blankets the mountain village and buries my rocky lane.
No need to open the brushwood gate, none will come to see me.
Do you hear the soft rustle
beside your table?
Come! all ye lads of loyalty,
and listen to my tale;
When Christ was taken from the rood,
One thorn upon the ground,
At River Bend, in New South Wales,
All alone among the whales,
If only I had known, had realised,
I would not have looked out of the window
A boy once went the world around,
Till he a golden castle found;
The stockmen of Australia, what rowdy boys are they,
They will curse and swear a hurricane if you come in their way.
The sun comes forth; each mountain height
Glows with a tinge of rosy light,
Oh! had I ne'er beheld thee
How calm my life had flown!
Print Thine image, pure and holy,
On my heart, O Lord of Grace;
Ho, a song by the fire;
Pass the pipes, pass the bowl.
NOW the day is over,
Night is drawing nigh,
The transient time, for ever past,
How shall I dare review!—
Ho! the car Emancipation
Rides majestic thro' our nation,
Dedicated to: William W. Brown
A hidden World,
Unwombing, hurled
'Tis the spot where we parted—
Oh! never again
On the Discovery of the Cape of Good Hope,
or Cape of Storms
When the merchant lies down, he can scarce go to sleep
For thinking of his merchandise upon the fatal deep;
Hurrah for the Roma railway! Hurrah for Cobb and Co.,
And oh! for a good fat horse or two to carry me Westward Ho --
Could Love for ever Run like a river,
Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
The sun peers o'er yon wooded ridge and thro' the forest dense,
Its golden edge o'er the mountain ledge looks down on the stockyard fence,
There's a trade you all know well — It's bringing cattle over:
I'm a broken-down old squatter, my cash it is all gone,
Of troubles and bad seasons I complain;
Fell he on the field of fame,
Glory resting on his name?
I dreamed of a song--I heard it sung;
In the ear of my soul its strange notes rung.
|