Poems by Andrew Barton Paterson
Bush Christening
... `Take your chance, anyhow, wid `Maginnis'!' As the howling young cub ran away to the scrub ...
The Daylight is Dying
... The wandering days, And, blending with each ...
The Incantation
... 3RD WITCH: So Georgie comes, 'tis time, 'tis time, ...
In the Droving Days
... ----------------- "Only a pound!" and was this the end -- ...
The Last Parade
... We felt warm blood run down, "As we turned for the stretching gallop, ...
White Cockatoos
... Then you hear the strident squalling: ...
The Duties of an Aide-de-camp
... When the little boys say, "Go it, Ginger!" Then some wandering lords -- ...
A Dream of the Melbourne Cup
... "The blue and white for ever!" Under the whip! with the ears flat back, ...
Our New Horse
... They'd backed 'em, straight out and for places, ...
Australia Today 1916
... For the men have sworn that the Turks shall know ...
Been There Before
... But he thought he might take those yokels down, ...
Why the Jackass Laughs
... " "Now, I'll make you a bet," said the Laughing Jack, ...
Do They Know?
... Though the spurs have left marks of the fray, ...
High Explosive
... But an egg was left that would quench his thirst, ...
A Mountain Station
... Puckawidgee, Fat cattle: Seven hundred head ...
