(According to Commissioner Hay, Chief Officer of the Salvation Army in Australia, who has just returned from Europe, there are already about 20,000 Salvationists at the Front, and more ...

James Patrick O’Hara, the Justic… He bossed the P.M. and he bossed… A parent, a deacon, a landlord was… A townsman of weight was O’Hara,… He gave out the prizes, foundation…

I long for the streets but the Lo… For there I am never a saint; There are lovable characters out i… With humour heroic and quaint; And, be it Up Country, or be it…

In these days of peace and money,… There are ancient dames in Buckla… Wedding rings of steel and iron, w… And the wearers would not give the… In the days of black oppression, w…

The breezes waved the silver grass… Waist-high along the siding, And to the creek we ne’er could pa… Three boys on bare-back riding; Beneath the sheoaks in the bend

Well Boory, I have read your “gri… And listened to your whine; I only wish you’d sent it in Before I printed mine. You see, I never meant to hit

I cannot blame old Israel yet, For I am not a sage, I shall not know until I get The son of my old age. The mysteries of this Vale of Tea…

This poem is from a short story by Henry Lawson, “Jack Cornstalk”, the first section written especially for the story, with the other sections (interspersed within the rest of the story...

The old year went, and the new ret… The cheque was spent that the shea… and the sheds were all cut out; The publican’s words were short an… and the publican’s looks were blac…

Australia’s a big country An’ Freedom’s humping bluey, An’ Freedom’s on the wallaby Oh! don’t you hear 'er cooey? She’s just begun to boomerang,

Light on the towns and cities, and… The Big Five met in the world’s l… And the future of man is settled a… The lamb shall lie down with the l… The brave man go with the coward,…

Oh, Great White Czar of Russia,… You’ve flung afar the grandest cha… You might have been, and could hav… The Czar of all the Russias, in f… ‘The Father of your People,’ your…

By hut, homestead and shearing she… By railroad, coach and track– By lonely graves where rest the de… Up-Country and Out-Back: To where beneath the clustered sta…

By our place in the midst of the f… When the nations fly at each other… Let her spend her gold on the barr… For the South must look to the So… Now who shall gallop from cape to…

He was bare—we don’t want to be ru… (His condition was owing to drink) They say his condition was nood, Which amounts to the same thing, w… (We mean his condition, we think,