'Twas in the felon's dock he stood, his eyes were black and blue; His voice with grief was broken, and his nose was broken, too; He muttered, as that broken nose he wiped upon his cap,...
Oh, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come! The King is in his trenches, the millionaire at home; The Kaiser with his toiling troops, the Czar is at the front....
'Tis a wonderful time when these hours begin, These long 'small hours' of night, When grass is crisp, and the air is thin, And the stars come close and bright. The moon hangs caught in a silvery veil,...
We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land; Of the dear old homes by the shining river, The deep, clear creeks and the hills so grand....
We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land; Of the dear old homes by the shining river, The deep, clear creeks and the hills so grand....
Sing the strong, proud song of Labour, Toss the ringing music high; Liberty's a nearer neighbour Than she was in days gone by. Workmen's weary wives and daughters Sing the songs of liberty;...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave?, This is the song of brave men who never know they are brave: Ceaselessly watching to save you, stranger from foreign lands,...
Sons of the South, awake! arise! Sons of the South, and do. Banish from under your bonny skies Those old-world errors and wrongs and lies. Making a hell in a Paradise That belongs to your sons and you....
Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong, And the armies of Australia shall not march without a song; The glorious words and music of Australia's song shall come...
Across the stony ridges, Across the rolling plain, Young Harry Dale, the drover, Comes riding home again. And well his stock-horse bears him, And light of heart is he,...
Bill and Jim are mates no longer, they would scorn the name of mate, Those two bushmen hate each other with a soul-consuming hate; Yet erstwhile they were as brothers should be (tho' they never will):...
Queensland,' he heads his letters, that's all: The date, and the month, and the year in brief; He often sends me a cheerful scrawl, With an undertone of ancient grief....
At a point where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right, I'd camped with the team; and the hosses Was all fixed up for the night. I'd been to the town to carry A load to the Cudgegong;...
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint, But he comes to me as a little man, with a scrubby beard and a squint, With a heart somewhere if it wasn't there, and an Irish terrier nose,...
Comes the British bulldog first, solid as a log, He's so ugly in repose that he's a handsome dog; Full of mild benevolence as his years increase; Silent as a china dog on the mantelpiece....
Sons of Australia, be loyal and true to her, Fling out the flag of the Southern Cross! Sing a loud song to be joyous and new to her, Fling out the flag of the Southern Cross!...
The cross-cut and the crowbar cross, and hang them on the wall, And make a greenhide rack to fit the wedges and the maul, The 'done' long-handled shovel and the thong-bound axe that fell,...
Our fathers toiled for bitter bread While idlers thrived beside them; But food to eat and clothes to wear Their native land denied them. They left their native land in spite Of royalties' regalia,...
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, She'll knock the tyrants silly,...