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The First Surveyor

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer The opening of the railway line! — the Governor and all! With flags and banners down the street, a banquet and a ball. Hark to ’em at the station now! They’re raising cheer on cheer! … Read more

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The Old Australian Ways

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer The London lights are far abeam Behind a bank of cloud, Along the shore the gaslights gleam, The gale is piping loud; And down the Channel, groping blind, We drive her through the haze Towards the land … Read more

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Over The Range

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer Published in The Sydney Mail, 26 February 1887 Little bush maiden, wondering-eyed, Playing alone in the creek-bed dry, In the small green flat on every side Walled in by the Moonbi ranges high; Tell us the tale of your … Read more

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A Dream of the Melbourne Cup

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer See also The Melbourne Cup and Winners and Australian Horse Racing links   Bring me a quart of colonial beer And some doughy damper to make good cheer, I must make a heavy dinner; … Read more

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Only A Jockey

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer ‘Richard Bennison, a jockey, aged 14, while riding William Tell in his training, was thrown and killed. The horse is luckily uninjured.’  – Melbourne Wire Out in the grey cheerless chill of the morning light, … Read more

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Santa Claus

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer Halt!  Who goes there? The sentry’s call Rose on the midnight air Above the noises of the camp, The roll of wheels, the horses’ tramp. The challenge echoed over all – Halt! Who goes there? A … Read more

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We’re All Australian Now

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer. Written in 1915. Australia takes her pen in hand To write a line to you, To let you fellows understand How proud we are of you. From shearing shed and cattle run, From Broome … Read more

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The Travelling Post Office

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer The roving breezes come and go, the reed beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmurs low, and loiters on its way, It is the land of lots o’ time along the Castlereagh. The … Read more

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In the Droving Days

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer Only a pound,” said the auctioneer, “Only a pound; and I’m standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss – Only a pound for the drover’s horse? One of the sort that was ne’er afraid, … Read more

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Mulga Bill’s Bicycle

by Banjo Paterson (1864-1941) Australian writer Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze; He turned away the good old horse that served him many days; He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen; He hurried off … Read more

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