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So you rode from the range where your brothers “select,”

Through the ghostly grey bush in th...
- Henry Lawson
Fire in the heavens, and fire along the hills,
and fire made solid in the flinty stone,
thick-mass...
- Christopher John Brennan
On a lonely selection far out in the West
An old woman works all the day without rest,
And she c...
- Henry Lawson
The sun may shine, the rain may fall,
And the world roll round about, -
The king's men and kin...
- Harry \'Breaker\' Harbord Morant
By channels of coolness the echoes are calling,
And down the dim gorges I hear the creek falling;
...
- Henry Clarence Kendall
A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow
Or the plains are blackened and b...
- Andrew Barton Paterson
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine,
If you hint of higher breeding by a ...
- Henry Lawson
I am shut out of mine own heart
because my love is far from me,
nor in the wonders have I part
th...
- Christopher John Brennan
MY heart was wandering in the sands,
a restless thing, a scorn apart;
Love set his fire in my ...
- Christopher John Brennan
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall,
A statue tall, on a pillar of stone,
Telling its stor...
- Adam Lindsay Gordon
If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in ...
- Christopher John Brennan
Of old, on her terrace at evening
…not here…in some long-gone kingdom
O, folded close to her...
- Christopher John Brennan
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me,
Now while the frightened nati...
- Henry Lawson
I cry to you as I pass your windows in the dusk;
Ye have built you unmysterious homes and ways in ...
- Christopher John Brennan
What bitter sorrow courses down
Yon mourner’s faded cheek?
Those scalding drops betray a grie...
- Henry Clarence Kendall
When the sklll'd fashioner of female faces
Designed your mask, he wrought with cunning fist,
A...
- Harry \'Breaker\' Harbord Morant
An angel stood beside the bed
Where lay the living and the dead.
He gave the mother -- her who d...
- Andrew Barton Paterson
One fox-faced virgin, word for word,
Repeats each sland'rous thing she's heard,
And sourly smiles ...
- Harry \'Breaker\' Harbord Morant
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