On scent of game from town to town he flew,
The soldier’s curse pursued him on his way;
Care in his eye, and anguish on his brow,
He seemed a sea-hawk watching for his prey.
With soothing words the widow’s mite he gained,
With piercing glance watched misery’s dark abode,
Filched paper scraps while yet a scrap remained,
Bought...
"Go travelling with us!"
Her travels daily be
By routes of ecstasy
To Evening's Sea —
How News must feel when travelling
If News have any Heart
Alighting at the Dwelling
'Twill enter like a Dart!
What News must think when pondering
If News have any Thought
Concerning the stupendousness
Of its perceiveless freight!
What News will do when every Man
...
The roving breezes come and go, the reed beds sweep pand sway,
The sleepy river murmurs low, and loiters on its way,
It is the land of lots o' time along the Castlereagh.
The old man's son had left the farm, he found it dull and slow,
He drifted to the great north-west where all the drovers go.
"He's gone so...
