Thursday 13 August 2015

Who needs Banjo Patterson. Swagmen poems by other Australians.










































The North Western Courier (Narrabri, NSW : 1913 - 1955), Thursday 17 April 1924

The Swagman's Dream
 
Original, poem-written by Alf. Hammound; that received a prize at the Show and is a pupil of the Convent school,
   
Away in the lonely ranges                
a poor old swagman lay
life with all its changes
Seemed to him to say .

Pleasure quickly passes  
Life is very short .
Time goes on forever .
Trifles matter nought.

He saw himself a boy,
Besides his father's knee,  
His mother calls her Roy
His pretty curls to see.      

His little sister Nell,    
So gentle and so sweet
Ah Who can tell,  
If in heaven we shall meet

The scene has changed again  
Upon the road he tramps,    
friendless, poor and old,
And on the hill he camps.

A tear drops forms his eye  
And falls Upon the sand          
The owl whoops a cry        
That echoes through the land.        

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