I have no thunder in my words, Thunder is much too high; But I can see as far as birds, And feel the wind go by.And I can follow through the grass Th… - Mary Gilmore

It’s gettin’ bits o’ posies, ’N’ feelin’ mighty good;
A-thrillin’ ’cause she loves you, An’ wond’rin’ why she should;
[...]
As if there’s nothin’ mattered, As if the world was good,
As if the Lord was lookin’, An’ sort o’ understood.

"I'm old
Botany Bay;
Stiff in the joints,
Little to say.I am he
Who paved the way,
That you might walk
At your ease to-day;
[...]
I split the rock;
I felled the tree:
The nation was —
Because of me!"Old Taking the sun
From day to day. ...
Shame on the mouth
That would deny
The knotted hands
That set us high!

I have grown past hate and bitterness, I see the world as one;
But though I can no longer hate, My son is still my son.All men at God's round table sit, And all men must be fed;
But this loaf in my hand, This loaf is my son's bread.