Here is roaring flood in winter When the storm flag flies. And the quick-fire lightnings splinter Glod from night-black skies. ... [ILLUSTRATED]
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Article : 93 wordsO'er the Eastern hills at light While the dim world slept Dawn the sculptor stepped, And the shapeless block of Night ... [ILLUSTRATED]
Article : 34 wordsBare-boned and hard, with thin longthair and beard, With horny hands that gripped like iron pliers; A clear, qaick eye a heart that nothing feared, A soul full simple in its few desired. ... [ILLUSTRATED]
Article : 37 wordsAnd dirty and careless and old he wore, as his lamp of hope grew dim; He tramped for years till the swag he bore seemed part of himself to him. ... [ILLUSTRATED]
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Article : 34 wordsThe mountains swarm like a human hive, The picks are swinging in many a drive, The axe is ringing on many a tree, And the blast of a charge thunders sullenly; ... [ILLUSTRATED]
Article : 104 wordsWith eyes half-shut to the blinding dust, And nock to the dust bent low, The b[?]sts are pulling as bullocks must; And the shining tires might almost rust ... [ILLUSTRATED]
Article : 67 wordsWhen the caravan of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the west, 0n a spur among the mountains stood "The Bullockdrivers' Rest": ... [ILLUSTRATED]
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The Queenslander (Brisbane, Qld. : 1866 - 1939), Sat 14 Dec 1901, Page 2
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