Have you seen the bush by moonlight, from the train, go running by? Blackened log and stump and sapling, ghostly trees all dead and dry; Here a patch of glassy water; there a glimpse of mystic sky?...
So yer trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press? An' yer huntin' arter 'copy'? well, I've heer'd o' that. I guess You are gorn ter write a story that is gorn ter be yer best,...
With eyes that are narrowed to pierce To the awful horizons of land, Through the blaze of hot days, and the fierce White heat-waves that flow on the sand; Through the Never Land westward and nor'ward,...
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many had met before, And the future of man is settled and there shall be no more war. ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track, By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and Out-Back: To where 'neath glorious the clustered stars The dreamy plains expand,...
They proved we could not think nor see, They proved we could not write, They proved we drank the day away And raved through half the night. They proved our stars were never up,...
The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there, But we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because of the masks we wear; Or we nod and smile the social while, and we say we're doing well,...
We, three men of commerce, Striving wealth to raise, See but little promise In the coming days; Though our hearts are brittle, Hardened near to stone, We can think a little...