• Down along the Snakebite River where the overlanders camp,

    Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly stamp;

    Where the station-cook in terror, nearly every time he bakes,

    Mixes up amongh the doughboys half a dozen poison-snakes;

    Where the wily free-selector walks in armour-plated pants,

    And defies...

  • With many children was the Patriarch blest,

    Yet Joseph he preferr'd before the rest:

    To tend his flock was all the youth's employ

    To serve his God and Sire his only joy:

    Jacob of his lov'd consort now depriv'd,

    Beheld her graces in the son reviv'd;

    And all the love he had to Rachel gone,

    Was...

  • The time of winter now is o’er—

     There’s verdure on the plain;

    We leave our shelt’ring roofs once more,

     And to our tents again.


                Chorus

       Thou Camp of Israel! onward move—

        O Jacob! rise and sing.

       Ye Saints! the world’s salvation prove,

        All hail...

  • Joy to have merited the Pain —

    To merit the Release —

    Joy to have perished every step —

    To Compass Paradise —


    Pardon — to look upon thy face —

    With these old fashioned Eyes —

    Better than new — could be — for that —

    Though bought in Paradise —


    Because they looked on...

  • Judgment is justest

    When the Judged,

    His action laid away,

    Divested is of every Disk

    But his sincerity.


    Honor is then the safest hue

    In a posthumous Sun —

    Not any color will endure

    That scrutiny can burn.

  • Just as He spoke it from his Hands

    This Edifice remain —

    A Turret more, a Turret less

    Dishonor his Design —


    According as his skill prefer

    It perish, or endure —

    Content, soe'er, it ornament

    His absent character.

  • Just lost, when I was saved!

    Just felt the world go by!

    Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,

    When breath blew back,

    And on the other side

    I heard recede the disappointed tide!


    Therefore, as One returned, I feel

    Odd secrets of the line to tell!

    Some Sailor, skirting...

  • Just Once! Oh least Request!

    Could Adamant refuse

    So small a Grace

    So scanty put,

    Such agonizing terms?

    Would not a God of Flint

    Be conscious of a sigh

    As down His Heaven dropt remote

    "Just Once" Sweet Deity?

  • Just so — Jesus — raps —

    He — doesn't weary —

    Last — at the Knocker —

    And first — at the Bell.

    Then — on divinest tiptoe — standing —

    Might He but spy the lady's soul —

    When He — retires —

    Chilled — or weary —

    It will be ample time for — me —

    Patient — upon the steps...


  • The Kid


    Thou little Kid didst play

    &c[4]