1. Adieu, Adieu! My Native Land - written by Lord Byron
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Adieu, adieu! my native shore
Fades o'ver the waters blue;
The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar,
And shrieks the wild sea-mew.
Yon sun that sets upon the sea
We follow in his flight;
Farewell awhile to him and thee,
My native Land-Good... (Read full poem)

O SAD and heavy, should I part,
  But for her sake, sae far awa;
Unknowing what my way may thwart,
  My native land sae far awa.
 

Thou that of a’ things Maker art,
  That formed this Fair sae far awa,
Gie body strength, then I’ll... (Read full poem)

3. Freedom on the Wallaby - written by Henry Lawson
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Australia's a big country 
An' Freedom's humping bluey, 
An' Freedom's on the wallaby 
Oh! don't you hear 'er cooey? 
She's just begun to boomerang, 
She'll knock the tyrants silly, 
She's goin' to light another fire 
And boil... (Read full poem)

I know ’tis but a loom of land, 
Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice, 
I know I cannot hear His voice 
Upon the shore, nor see Him stand; 
Yet is it land, ho! land. 

The land! the land! the lovely land! 
‘Far off,’ dost say? Far off—ah,... (Read full poem)

5. The Map - written by Elizabeth Bishop
From North & South. Published in 1946. Read 5470 times on Poetry Connection.

Land lies in water; it is shadowed green.
Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges
showing the line of long sea-weeded ledges
where weeds hang to the simple blue from green.
Or does the land lean down to lift the sea from under,
drawing it... (Read full poem)

IT was a’ for our rightfu’ King
  We left fair Scotland’s strand;
It was a’ for our rightfu’ King
  We e’er saw Irish land, my dear,
  We e’er saw Irish land.
 

Now a’ is done that men can do,
  And a’... (Read full poem)

7. To Zoë - written by Walter Savage Landor
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Against the groaning mast I stand, 
The Atlantic surges swell, 
To bear me from my native land 
And Zoë's wild farewell. 

From billow upon billow hurl'd 
I can yet hear her say, 
`And is there nothing in the world 
Worth one short hour's... (Read full poem)

This is the story of G.R.D., 
Who went on a mission across the sea 
To borrow some money for you and me. 

This G. R. Dibbs was a stalwart man 
Who was built on a most extensive plan, 
And a regular staunch Republican. 

But he fell in the... (Read full poem)

9. Breadfruit - written by Philip Larkin
From Critical Quarterly. Published in 1961. Read 2815 times on Poetry Connection.

Boys dream of native girls who bring breadfruit,
     Whatever they are,
As bribes to teach them how to execute
Sixteen sexual positions on the sand;
This makes them join (the boys) the tennis club,
Jive at the Mecca, use deodorants, and
On... (Read full poem)

Do you think, you slaves of a thousand years to poverty, wealth and pride, 
You can crush the spirit that has been free in a land that's new and wide? 
When you've scattered the last of the farmer bands, and the war for a while is over, 
You... (Read full poem)

11. Armistice Day (1953) - written by Robert William Service
From Carols of an Old Codger. Read 717 times on Poetry Connection.

Don't jeer because we celebrate
            Armistice Day,
Though thirty years of sorry fate
            Have passed away.
Though still we gaurd the Sacred Flame,
            And fly the Flag,
That World War Two with grief and shame... (Read full poem)

MY trust in nothing now is placed,

Hurrah!
So in the world true joy I taste,

Hurrah!
Then he who would be a comrade of mine
Must rattle his glass, and in chorus combine,
Over these dregs of wine.

I placed my trust in gold and... (Read full poem)

13. The Land Of Dreams - written by William Blake
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Awake, awake my little Boy!
Thou wast thy Mother's only joy:
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?
Awake! thy Father does thee keep.

"O, what land is the Land of Dreams?
What are its mountains, and what are its streams?
O Father, I saw my Mother... (Read full poem)

A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow 
Or the plains are blackened and burnt and bare, where the false mirages go 
Like shifting symbols of hope deferred - land where you never know. 

Land of the plenty or land of... (Read full poem)

15. Where Lies The Land To Which The Ship Would Go - written by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Where lies the land to which the ship would go?
Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know.
And where the land she travels from? Away,
Far, far behind, is all that they can say.

On sunny noons upon the deck's smooth face,
Linked arm in arm, how... (Read full poem)

Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond,
     That dreams at the gates of the day?
Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,
     And ever so far away;
Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,
     And ye of the trail overfond,
With saddle and... (Read full poem)

17. Investigating Flora - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
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'Twas in scientific circles 
That the great Professor Brown 
Had a world-wide reputation 
As a writer of renown. 
He had striven finer feelings 
In our natures to implant 
By his Treatise on the Morals 
Of the Red-eyed Bulldog Ant. 
He had... (Read full poem)

You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease,
Within this region I subsist,
Whose spirits falter in the mist,
And languish for the purple seas.
It is the land that freemen till,
That sober-suited Freedom chose,
The land, where girt with friends or... (Read full poem)

19. On The Loss Of The Royal George - written by William Cowper
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Written when the news arrived.

Toll for the brave!
The brave that are no more!
All sunk beneath the wave
Fast by their native shore.

Eight hundred of the brave,
Whose courage well was tried,
Had made the vessel heel,
And laid her on her side.

A... (Read full poem)

The timeless waves, bright, sifting, broken glass,
Came dazzling around, into the rocks,
Came glinting, sifting from the Americas

To posess Aran. Or did Aran rush
to throw wide arms of rock around a tide
That yielded with an ebb, with a soft... (Read full poem)

21. A Song of the Republic - written by Henry Lawson
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Sons of the South, awake! arise! 
Sons of the South, and do. 
Banish from under your bonny skies 
Those old-world errors and wrongs and lies. 
Making a hell in a Paradise 
That belongs to your sons and you. 


Sons of the South, make choice... (Read full poem)

I see around me tombstones grey
Stretching their shadows far away.
Beneath the turf my footsteps tread
Lie low and lone the silent dead -
Beneath the turf - beneath the mould -
Forever dark, forever cold -
And my eyes cannot hold the... (Read full poem)

23. My Land and I - written by Henry Lawson
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They have eaten their fill at your tables spread, 
Like friends since the land was won; 
And they rise with a cry of "Australia's dead!" 
With the wheeze of "Australia's done!" 
Oh, the theme is stale, but they tell the tale 
(How the... (Read full poem)

Ploughing the land--
not even a bird singing
in the mountain's shadow.(Read full poem)

25. Australian Scenery - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
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The Mountains 
A land of sombre, silent hills, where mountain cattle go 
By twisted tracks, on sidelings deep, where giant gum trees grow 
And the wind replies, in the river oaks, to the song of the stream below. 
A land where the hills keep... (Read full poem)