And Other Poems.
17
I have lived a working digger
Well nigh three and thirty year,
But I’ve never known a bigger
Hero, than our hero here.”
Well nigh three and thirty year,
But I’ve never known a bigger
Hero, than our hero here.”
“Mates, I’m not much given to gushing,
But when I listen’d to that there tale,
At times I felt my cheeks a flushing,
And then I fancied they turned quite pale;
Tears in my eyes at times were starting—
But hang it, lads, I’ve a way to walk,
Fill up the glasses, as we’re parting,
We’ll drink to Rogers of Eaglehawk.”
But when I listen’d to that there tale,
At times I felt my cheeks a flushing,
And then I fancied they turned quite pale;
Tears in my eyes at times were starting—
But hang it, lads, I’ve a way to walk,
Fill up the glasses, as we’re parting,
We’ll drink to Rogers of Eaglehawk.”
