COME out, O Miss, of yonder 'omestead proud: Wot I can't get inside (the shearer sang)— Inside the shoulder cold they'd give your Bill! So cease to live within the 'omestead, cease Thy sunbeam-soapy smiles to waste on pa, To stand the stare of Jackeroo Esquire; And come and mash @3me@1 in the mallee, come And mash me in the mallee, roll thou up And join me on the snug selection, @3me,@1 Whose 'ands and land a "bit" will always raise, Who never blues his cheque amid the vats, But, ant-like, saveth all; so ne'er need walk Like snails, and swaggies on their uppers borne. Lor'! the fust time your ravin' locks I seen Down dropped my 'art, as dropped the fleece of snow That all about me ringer-cloven fell, The tally-torrent from my dusky paws; D'ye foller? Come, O come, a peg come down, Live with me in the mallee, let the wild Bald-headed boss @3be@1 wild (my troubles!)—leave The crawling jackeroo to mop and swill, And watch the smoke-wreaths from his cigarette Fade, like 'is last remittance, from 'is sight: So fade thou, too, and come where my love-tales Await thee; feather pillers my sweet-art, I buys for thee; thy shearer calls thee, I, I and my pipe (and sweet as it's bin found Unto my lips, sweeter thy lips would be), Come—or, hard-hurrying like a sheep just shorn, Will issue droves from my tonsorial gums Of really quite innumerable B's. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CONQUEROR'S GRAVE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE ROSE (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE SHIPMAN'S TALE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 7. AL-MAUMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: CANTO 1 by WILLIAM BASSE SHEPHERD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |