William Henry Ogilvie
William Henry Ogilvie Poems
- Drought My road is fenced with the bleached, white bones ...
- My Hat! The hats of a man may be many In the course of a ...
- Foxhound Puppies Great big lolloping lovable things! Rolling...
- The Bush, My Lover The camp-fire gleams resistance To every...
- The Death Of Ben Hall Ben Hall was out on Lachlans side With...
- The Filling Of The Swamps Hurrah for the storm-clouds ...
- From The Gulf Store cattle from Nelanjie! The mob goes ...
Born in Kelso, Scotland, Ogilvie moved to Australia at the age of twenty. One of his reasons for leaving his homeland was his admiration of the writer Adam Lindsay Gordon and like Gordon, a great love for horses. When he arrived in Australia he found work as a drover, a breaker, and a musterer. He worked at Maroupe, located in South Australia as well as Belalie on the Warrego. It was during this time that he began writing, his poetry focusing on the Outback life and it's many adventures in an acclamatory, romantic verse. Ogilvie had many of his works published in the Mount Gambier Border Watch, the Australasian and the Bulletin. A couple of years before his return to Scotland in 1901 he ... more »
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My road is fenced with the bleached, white bones
And strewn with the blind, white sand,
Beside me a suffering, dumb world moans
On the breast of a lonely land.
On the rim of the world the lightnings play,
The heat-waves quiver and dance,
And the breath of the wind is a sword to slay
And the sunbeams each a lance.
I have withered the grass where my hot hoofs tread,
I have whitened the sapless trees,
I have driven the faint-heart rains ahead
To hide in their soft green seas.
I have bound the plains with an iron band,
I have stricken the...