Daily Archives: October 3, 2015

Poem – A Bush Lawyer – Banjo Paterson

When Ironbark the turtle came to Anthony’s lagoon  The hills were hid behind a mist of equinoctal rain,  The ripple of the rivulets was like a cheerful tune  And wild companions waltzed among the grass as tall as grain.  But … Continue reading

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Poem – Buffalo Country – Banjo Paterson

Out where the grey streams glide,  Sullen and deep and slow,  And the alligators slide  From the mud to the depths below  Or drift on the stream like a floating death,  Where the fever comes on the south wind’s breath,  … Continue reading

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Poem – A Change Of Menu – Banjo Paterson

Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three,  It’s a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big.  “I am fed to the teeth with old ewe,” said he,  “And I might be able to shoot a pig.”  And he trusted more … Continue reading

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Poem – A Song Of The Pen – Banjo Paterson

Not for the love of women toil we, we of the craft,  Not for the people’s praise;  Only because our goddess made us her own and laughed,  Claiming us all our days,  Claiming our best endeavour — body and heart … Continue reading

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