We have all of us read how the Israelites fled

An Evening in Dandaloo
It was while we held our races --

A Ballad of Ducks
The railway rattled and roared and swung

Tommy Corrigan
You talk of riders on the flat, of nerve and pluck and pace,

The Maori's Wool
Now, this is just a simple tale to tell the reader how

The Angel's Kiss
An angel stood beside the bed

Sunrise on the Coast
Grey dawn on the sand-hills -- the night wind has drifted

The Reveille
Trumpets of the Lancer Corps,





Saltbush Bill, J.P., and Other Verses