“He was hard and tough and wiry - just the sort that won't say die - There was courage in his quick impatient tread; And he bore the badge of gameness in his bright and fiery eye, And the proud and lofty carriage of his head.” — A.B. Paterson Copy Share
“And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him In the murmur of the breezes and the… — A.B. Paterson Copy Share Image
“here is nothing to see, however, and not a soul to meet. You might walk for twenty miles along this track without… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
