Edward George Dyson
Highly Desireable by Edward George Dyson

Highly Desireable by Edward George Dyson

The boarder in the bar-room rose,A pale gaunt man who lodged with Hann,“I bear,” he said, “the worst of woes,And suffer torments no one knows,For do my best I never canHave ...

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Battle Passes by Edward George Dyson

Battle Passes by Edward George Dyson

A quaint old gabled cottage sleeps be- tween the raving hills. To right and left are livid strife, but on the deep, wide sills The purple pot-flowers swell and glow, and o'er ...

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How Herman Won The Cross by Edward George Dyson

How Herman Won The Cross by Edward George Dyson

Once in a blue eternity they gave us dabs of rum To close the seams 'n' keep the flume in liquor-tight condition, But, soft 'n' sentimental, when the long, cold evenin's come, ...

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Hello, Soldier! by Edward George Dyson

Hello, Soldier! by Edward George Dyson

Back again 'n' nothin' missin' barrin' arf a hand, Where an Abdul bit me, chokin' in the Holy Land. 'Struth, they got some dirty fighters in the Moslem pack, Bull-nosed slugs ...

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As The Troops Went Through by Edward George Dyson

As The Troops Went Through by Edward George Dyson

I heard this day, as I may no more, The world's heart throb at my workshop door. The sun was keen, and the day was still, The township drowsed in, a haze of heat. A stir far off ...

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A Poor Joke by Edward George Dyson

A Poor Joke by Edward George Dyson

‘NO, you can’t count me in, boys, I’m off it—I’m jack of them practical jokes,They give neither pleasure nor profit,And the fellers that plays them are mokes.I’ve got sense, ...

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Men Of Australia by Edward George Dyson

Men Of Australia by Edward George Dyson

Men of all the lands Australian from the Gulf to Derwent River,From the Heads of Sydney Harbour to the waters of the West,There’s a spirit loudly calling where the saplings dip ...

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Australia by Edward George Dyson

Australia by Edward George Dyson

Australia, my native land, A stirring whisper in your ear— 'Tis time for you to understand Your rating now is A1, dear. You've done some rousing things of late. That lift you ...

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Billy Khaki by Edward George Dyson

Billy Khaki by Edward George Dyson

Marching somewhat out of order when the band is cock-a-hoop, There's a lilting kind of magic in the swagger of the troop, Swinging all aboard the steamer with her nose toward ...

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The Church Bells by Edward George Dyson

The Church Bells by Edward George Dyson

The Viennese authorities have melted down the great bell in St. Stephen's to supply metal for guns or muntions. Every poor village has made a similar gift.—Lokal Anzeiger. The ...

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The Old Whim Horse by Edward George Dyson

The Old Whim Horse by Edward George Dyson

He's an old grey horse, with his head bowed sadly, And with dim old eyes and a queer roll aft, With the off-fore sprung and the hind screwed badly, And he bears all over the ...

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Cleaning Up by Edward George Dyson

Cleaning Up by Edward George Dyson

When the horse has been unharnessed and we've flushed the old machine,And the water o'er the sluice is running evenly and clean,When there's thirty load before us, and the sun ...

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Battered Bob by Edward George Dyson

Battered Bob by Edward George Dyson

HE WAS working on a station in the Western when I knew him,And he came from Conongamo, up the old surveyors’ track,And the fellows all admitted that no man in Vic. could ‘do ...

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When Beauty Is Bald by Edward George Dyson

When Beauty Is Bald by Edward George Dyson

I’ve sung of Honor’s golden hairAnd Hero’s auburn tresses,Of Bella’s back abundance, whereThe sun throws his caresses,I’ve sung of curl, and coil, and braid,On meshes I’ve ...

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In Town by Edward George Dyson

In Town by Edward George Dyson

OUT of work and out of money—out of friends that means, you bet—Out of firewood, togs and tucker, out of everything but debt—And I loathe the barren pavements, and the crowds a ...

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Bullets by Edward George Dyson

Bullets by Edward George Dyson

As bullets come to us they're thin, They're angular, or smooth and fat, Some spiral are, and gimlet in, And some are sharp, and others flat. The slim one pink you clean and ...

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In Hospital by Edward George Dyson

In Hospital by Edward George Dyson

It is thirty moons since I slung me hook From the job at the hay and corn, Took me solemn oath, 'n' I straight forsook All the ways of life, dinkum ways 'n' crook, 'N' the ...

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The One At Home by Edward George Dyson

The One At Home by Edward George Dyson

Don told me that he loved me dear Where down the range Whioola pours, And when I laughed and would not hear He flung away to fight the wars. He flung away—how should he know My ...

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A New Girl Up At White’s by Edward George Dyson

A New Girl Up At White’s by Edward George Dyson

THERE’S a fresh track down the paddockThrough the lightwoods to the creek,And I notice Billy CraddockAnd Maloney do not speak,And The Snag is slyly bitterWhen he’s criticising ...

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In The Benevolent by Edward George Dyson

In The Benevolent by Edward George Dyson

‘I’M OFF on the wallaby!’ cries Old Ben,And his pipe is lit, and his swag is rolled,‘There is nothing here for us old-time men,But up north, I hear, they are on the gold.’And he ...

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Bricks by Edward George Dyson

Bricks by Edward George Dyson

Dear Ned, I now take up my pen to write you these few lines, And hopin' how they find you fit. Gorbli', it seems an age Since Jumbo ducked the Port, 'n' drilled 'n' polished to ...

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An Inequitable Impost by Edward George Dyson

An Inequitable Impost by Edward George Dyson

The first one with conviction penned:“This conflict in seven weeks will end.”Another, later in the war,Gave Germany just one month more.Since then I’ve read predictions free ...

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Bullocky Bill by Edward George Dyson

Bullocky Bill by Edward George Dyson

FROM a river siding, the railway town,Or the dull new port there three days down,Forward and back on the up-hill track,With a creak of the jinker, a ringing crack,Slow as a ...

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The Fact Of The Matter by Edward George Dyson

The Fact Of The Matter by Edward George Dyson

I'm wonderin' why those fellers who go buildin' chipper ditties,'Bout the rosy times out drovin', an' the dust an' death of cities,Don't sling the bloomin' office, strike some ...

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A Thermometrical Ballade by Edward George Dyson

A Thermometrical Ballade by Edward George Dyson

There’s a wind up that licks like a flame,And the sun is a porthole of hell.Now evanish prim notions of shame,And the craving to look rather well –In pyjamas you’re never a ...

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Peace, Blessed Peace by Edward George Dyson

Peace, Blessed Peace by Edward George Dyson

Here in the flamin' thick of thick of things,With Death across the way, 'n' traps What little Fritz the German flings Explodin' in yer lunch pe'aps, It ain't all glory for a ...

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To A Politician by Edward George Dyson

To A Politician by Edward George Dyson

There was a moment when of youA splendid hope I had to tell,Believing 'Here is one man whoWill serve our waiting country well.'I saw you sedulous and keen,I heard the burning ...

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Bashful Gleeson by Edward George Dyson

Bashful Gleeson by Edward George Dyson

FROM HER HOME beyond the river in the parting of the hills,Where the wattles fleecy blossom surged and scattered in the breeze,And the tender creepers twined about the chimneys ...

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Ah Ling, The Leper by Edward George Dyson

Ah Ling, The Leper by Edward George Dyson

UP a dark and fetid alley, where the offal and the slimeOf a brave and blusterous city met its misery and crime,In a hovel reeking pestilence, and noisome as the grave,Dwelt Ah ...

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My Typewriter by Edward George Dyson

My Typewriter by Edward George Dyson

I have a trim typewriter now,They tell me none is better,It makes a pleasing, rhythmic row,And neat is every letter.I tick out stories by machine,Dig pars, and gags, and verses ...

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Out Of Khaki by Edward George Dyson

Out Of Khaki by Edward George Dyson

I slung me khaki suit to-day. Civilian now front heel to chin I 'op round on a single shin, At home in peace I'm bound to stay. 'N' so they've took me duds away. It 'urt like ...

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Billjim by Edward George Dyson

Billjim by Edward George Dyson

Down to it is Plugger Bill, Lyin' crumpled, white 'n' still. Me 'n' him Chips in when the scrap begins, Carin' nothin' for our skins, Chi-iked as the 'Eavenly Twins- Bill 'n' ...

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The Hapless Army by Edward George Dyson

The Hapless Army by Edward George Dyson

“A soldier braving disease and death on the battlefield has a seven times better chance of life than a new-born baby.”—Secretary of War, U.S.A. The Hapless Army from the dark ...

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The Splitter by Edward George Dyson

The Splitter by Edward George Dyson

IN THE MORN when the keen blade bites the tree,And the chips on the dead leaves dance,And the bush echoes back right merrilyBlow for blow as the sunbeams glanceFrom the axe when ...

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Jam (A Hymn Of Hate) by Edward George Dyson

Jam (A Hymn Of Hate) by Edward George Dyson

What is meant by active service 'Ere where sin is leakin' loose, 'N' the oldest 'and's as nervis As a dog-bedevilled goose, Has bin writ be every poet What can rhyme it worth a ...

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The Emu Of Whroo by Edward George Dyson

The Emu Of Whroo by Edward George Dyson

WE’VE a tale to tell you of a spavined emit,A bird with a smile like a crack in a hat,Who was owned by M‘Cue, of the township of Whroo,The county of Rodney—his front name was ...

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When Brother Peetree Prayed by Edward George Dyson

When Brother Peetree Prayed by Edward George Dyson

’TWAS a sleepy little chapel by a wattled hill erected,Where the storms were always muffled, and an atmosphere of peaceHung about beneath the gum-trees, and the garden was ...

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The Tale Of Steven by Edward George Dyson

The Tale Of Steven by Edward George Dyson

’TIS the tale of Simon Steven, braceman at the Odd-and-Even,At The Nations, in the gully. They were sinking in the rock.Sim was small and wiry rather, and a husband and a ...

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Cricket Is A Serious Thing by Edward George Dyson

Cricket Is A Serious Thing by Edward George Dyson

In politics there’s room for jest,With frequent gibes are speeches met,And measures which are of the bestAre themes for caustic humor yet.E’en though the pulpiteer we fretWith ...

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To The Men Of The Mines by Edward George Dyson

To The Men Of The Mines by Edward George Dyson

WE SPECKED as boys o’er worked-out groundBy littered fiat and muddy stream,We watched the whim horse trudging round,And rode upon the circling beam,Within the old uproarious ...

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Waiting For Water by Edward George Dyson

Waiting For Water by Edward George Dyson

’TWAS old Flynn, the identity, told usThat the creek always ran pretty high,But that fossicking veteran sold us,And he lied as his quality lie.Through a tangle of ranges and ...

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Joey’s Job by Edward George Dyson

Joey’s Job by Edward George Dyson

In days before the trouble Jo was rated as a slob. He chose to sit in hourly expectation of a job. He'd loop hisself upon a post, for seldom friends had he, A gift of patient ...

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Weeping Willie by Edward George Dyson

Weeping Willie by Edward George Dyson

Whey our trooper hit wide water every heart was yearin' back To the little 'ouse at Coogee or a hut at Bar- renjack. She was 'ookin' up to spike the stars, or rootin' in the ...

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When The Bell Blew Up by Edward George Dyson

When The Bell Blew Up by Edward George Dyson

‘THAT’S the boiler at The Bell, mates! Tumble out, Ned, neck and crop—Never mind your hat and coat, man, we’ll be wanted on the job.Barney’s driving, Harvey’s stoking—God help ...

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Unredeemed by Edward George Dyson

Unredeemed by Edward George Dyson

I saw the Christ down from His cross, A tragic man lean-limbed and tall, But weighed with suffering and loss. His back was to a broken wall, And out upon the tameless world Was ...

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A Friendly Game Of Football by Edward George Dyson

A Friendly Game Of Football by Edward George Dyson

We were challenged by The Dingoes - they're the pride of Squatter's Gap-To a friendly game of football on the flat by Devil's Trap.And we went along on horses, sworn to triumph ...

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The Letters Of The Dead by Edward George Dyson

The Letters Of The Dead by Edward George Dyson

A letter came from Dick to-day, A greeting glad he sends to me. He tells of one more bloody fray— Of how with bomb and rifle they Have put their mark for all to see Across ...

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German Joe by Edward George Dyson

German Joe by Edward George Dyson

SKIRTING the swamp and the tangled scrub,Tramping and turning amidst the trees,Carrying nothing but blankets and grub,Careless of pleasure and health and ease,Hither and thither ...

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The Shanty by Edward George Dyson

The Shanty by Edward George Dyson

THERE ARE tracks through the scrub, there’s a track down the hill,And a track round the bend from M‘Courteney’s mill,Where they slyly emerge from the bush and converge,You’ll ...

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The Old Camp-Oven by Edward George Dyson

The Old Camp-Oven by Edward George Dyson

WE DON’T keep a grand piano in our hut beside the creek,And I’m pretty certain Hannah couldn’t bang it, anyhow,But we’ve got one box of music, and I’d rather hear its squeakThan ...

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