If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine,
[June -- 1892]

The Song and the Sigh
The creek went down with a broken song,
[Mar. -- 1889]

The Cambaroora Star
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new
[Dec. -- 1891]

After All
The brooding ghosts of Australian night
have gone from the bush and town;

Marshall's Mate
You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn --
[July -- 1895]

The Poets of the Tomb
The world has had enough of bards who wish that they were dead,
[Oct. -- 1892]

Australian Bards and Bush Reviewers
While you use your best endeavour to immortalise in verse
[Feb. -- 1894]

The Ghost
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide,
[Aug. -- 1889]