Robert Lowe

(1811-1892 / England)

Poems of Robert Lowe

1. Song Of The Squatter II 10/5/2010
2. Song Of The Squatters I 10/5/2010
3. The Price Of Freedom 10/5/2010

Song Of The Squatter II

The Commissioner bet me a pony—I won,
So he cut off exactly two-thirds of my run;
For he said I was making a fortune too fast,
And profit gained slower the longer would last.

He remarked, as devouring my mutton he sat,
That I suffered my sheep to grow sadly too fat;
That they wasted waste land, did prerogative brown,
And rebelliously nibbled the droits of the Crown;

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