Poems by Andrew Barton Paterson
Johnsons Antidote
... Thats the cure, said William Johnson, point me out this plant sublime, ...
The Fitzroy Blacksmith
... Or you'll hear him singing "Old Folks at Home", ...
Pioneers
... There were the sons of field and flock since eer they learned to ride ...
The Mountain Squatter
... O Riverina Sheep! And, when the autumn rain ...
"Shouting" for a Camel
... There's a moral to this story -- in your hat you ought to paste it -- ...
The Billy-Goat Overland
... And where the lanes had been stripped of grass and the paddocks were nice and green, ...
Now Listen to Me and I'll Tell You My Views
... afe to shriek!) And next let us join in the bloodthirsty shriek, Hooray for Lord Kitchener's "bag"! ...
How Gilbert Died
... Now, Dun and Gilbert, stand!" Then Gilbert reached for his rifle true ...
In the Stable
... Meally and Hall! 'Twas a good three-mile run to the homestead -- bad going, with plenty of trees -- ...
The Scapegoat
... me our sins, it'll burst up the Synagogue!" He turned to an Acolyte who was making his bacca light, ...
A Nervous Governor-General
... But his tastes, and the task, don't seem quite in accord ...
The Mylora Elopement
... One more kiss -- don't think I'm greedy -- good-bye, lass, before I'm seen -- ...
El Mahdi to the Australian Troops
... And with her mother joined to crush the right -- ...
The Sausage Candidate-A Tale of the Elections
... You'd think they all had eaten money! But Jones exposed the course he took ...
Right in Front of the Army
... And we said to the boys, as they walked her past, ...
