‘Gentle brother, answer truly, Tell what you be. But, I pray, tax not unduly Your sagacitee. Is your brand u-ni-fi-cation

Now, Ma-til-der! Ain’t cher dres… Last as ushul. Move yerself, you… Are you goin’ to lie there lazin’, W’ile I—Nell, put down that basin… Go an’ see if Bill has got the po…

I knew a poor remittance man, A decent chap, but funny, In days when my ideas began To be controlled by money He wore a swank, patrician air;

When I go back from Billy’s place… The mazy road, the crazy road that… Ma always says, “Why don’t you co… The footbridge track will bring yo… I cannot go that way, you know, be…

When I’m out among the fellows, w… Then there’s heaps of joy in livin… Awful kind an’ awful jolly, with n… An’ I tell myself the bloke that… When I’m out among the fellows; b…

Golden bird whose golden voice, When the summer days wax long Cheery optimist from choice Bids the feathered world rejoice With full many a varied song

She milked the cow; and all the mo… (It was a beast that never kicked… The startled dicky-birds of early… Sat up amazed to mark this splendi… Nigh fainting with delight upon th…

By the Mediterranean shore, In the days of the cohorts and leg… When oodles of rain used to pour O’er the old agricultural regions, When a deluge came thundering down…

Said the Digger: 'Soon forgot!… Better so, may be. . . Why not? Beauty fades and laurels rot; Last year’s roses are no more. Fame?' the one-armed Digger said,

Gimme the town an’ its clamour an’… I ain’t very fond of the bush; For my cobbers are coves of the ga… A tough metropolitan push. I ain’t never too keen on the coun…

‘I wish’t yeh menat it, Bill.' O… Went out to 'er that evnin’ on the… I knew she weren’t no ordinary tar… My little peach! To ‘ear ’er voice! Its gentle so…

Where the Yarra dreams along, Now in shadow, now in sun, Murmuring a drowsy song, Here she rests, the placid one. Here she rests and takes her ease,

Your place is by my side, my dear, A-holding of my hand When I am feeling rather queer And hard to understand; Not 'mid that fierce forensic crew

Mr Jeremiah Jeffers Owned a pair of spotted heifers These he sold for two pounds ten To Mr Robert Raymond Wren Who reared them in the lucerne pad…

So ends a life, lived to the full… Thro’ peace, thro’ war, thro’ hono… From youth unto the closing of his… Lived simply. Yet a giant among… Today steals quietly to seek his r…