Poems by William Henry Ogilvie
The Shadow On The Blind
... And through the night came all old memories flocking, ...
War Heel!
... Turn from the years that have trampled the line! ...
My Australian Spurs
... Where the scrub-line meets the blue, ...
Gone Away
... Don't cross me, confound you I '-' They're running some clip ! '- ...
The Last Muster
... "And man's be the blame of the bleaching bone and the shame of the rotting hide, ...
Drought
... I have withered the grass where my hot hoofs tread, ...
The Remount Train
... Snow-white streak, and blaze, and star! ...
Yonder He Goes!
... But because in the gift of our fathers the blood in our veins that flows ...
A Winning Goal
... Now I How the tingle of the stroke through arm and shoulder spins! ...
The Stallion
... He sniffs the speedwell, through wide nostrils blows, ...
Mother Hubbard
... Hounds were scarce through the ditch into Dittany Gorse ...
The First Whip
... Through the ditch with his thief's heart quaking, ...
A Leaf From Macquarie
... Aye! and those of us holding lone watch in the night - ...
Daffodils
... Bring in more flowers to light the hours for lover-hearts like mine! ...
My Hat!
... Though the world may have thought it improper ...
