John Philip Bourke
John Philip Bourke Poems
- John Philip Bourke With head erect I fought the fight Or ...
- With Head Erect I Fought The F... With head erect I fought ...
- Where The Light And The Shadow... Many a wind is blowing, ...
- Upon The Pad To Carey They coiled the drams and filled the ...
- The End Of The Episode There is no need to say good-bye, ...
- Shakin' Wages ! No, not us old party, While a rattle's in ...
- Life A little ray from a shaded light A colour splash on a ...
John Philip Bourke was an Australian poet.
Bourke was born in Nundle, New South Wales, on the Peel River diggings, New South Wales, the son of William David Bourke, butcher, and his wife Jane, née Shepherd. After a primary education, he became a prospector with his father. At 17 years of age, he sold a claim for £600. He then became a school teacher in September 1882 and occasionally contributed verse to The Bulletin. He retired from the education department in 1887 after being found drunk by a school inspector. In 1894 he went to the recently discovered goldfields in Western Australia, prospected in various parts of the west, and at variously made and lost a considerable sums of ... more »
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John Philip Bourke
With head erect I fought the fight
Or mingled with the dance,
And now I merge into the night
With utter nonchalance.
We singers standing on the outer rim,
Who touch the fringe of poesy at times
With half-formed thoughts, rough-set in halting rhymes,
Through which no airy flights of fancy skim
We write 'just so,' an hour to while away,
And turn the well-thumbed stock still o'er and o'er,
As men have done a thousand times before,
And will again, just as we do to-day . . .
If I could take that rosebud from its stem,
And weare its petals in a...