(Sydney) ‘The Man of the Nation’ YONDER the band is playing And the fine Young People walk. They are envying each other and ta…
BEYOND the Night, down o’er the… I see light’s harbinger of day rel… Upon the false gleam of the ante-d… Lo, the fair heaven of sun-pursuin… Beyond the lampless sleep and peri…
‘My baby girl, that was born and d… ‘WITH wild torn heart I see them… Wee unused clothes and empty cot. Though glad my love has missed the… That falls to woman’s lot.
‘LIBERTY?’ Is that the cry, th… We have heard it oft of yore. Once it had, we think, a meaning; Let us hear it now no more. We have read what history tells us
THERE was a time when all thy so… To speak thy name, England, when Europe echoed back… Thy fearless fame: When Spain reeled shattered helpl…
(After reading his 'Modern Painte… YES, you do well to mock us, you Who knew our bitter woe ' To jeer the false, deny the true In us blind-struggling low,
THRO’ the mists of years, Thro’ the lies of men, Your bloody sweat and tears, Your desperate hopes and fears Reach us once again,
WHEN day’s hard task’s done, Eve’s scant meal partaken, Out we steal each one, Weariless, unshaken. In small reeking squares,
In that rich Archipelago of sea With fiery hills, thick woods wher… Browses along the trees, and god-l… Leave monuments of speech too larg… There are strange forest-trees. F…
YOU ask me why I love her, As I love nought on earth? Why I’ll put none above her For sorrow or for mirth? Though there be others fairer;
To Mary Robinson ‘WHAT, are you lost, you pretty… This is no place for such sweet th… Our bodies, rank with sweat, will… And, you’ll observe, our lives are…
IN the early summer morning I stand and watch them come, The Children to the School-house; They chatter and laugh and hum. The little boys with satchels
(Sydney) ‘Armageddon’ O CITY lapped in sun and Sabbat… With happy face of plenteous ease… Have you no doubts that whisper, d…
SHRIEKS out of smoke, a flame o… That is not quenched but hath for… What writhes and dies not in its r… Two things made flesh, the visible… To match in filth the skunk, the a…
I SAW them as they were born, Erect and fearless and free, Facing the sun and the wind Of the hills and the sea. I saw them naked, superb,