Joseph Furphy Poems
- The Death Of President Lincoln The fleecy clouds had passed ...
- Birthday Lines For K.B. Life is a Poem, short or long, A ...
- Elegy Of Lincoln Lincoln is gone — who ruled the Western Land...
- Impromptu Lines Deem not this wielder of this pen The ...
- The Bullfrog Bell Now the truce of night brings respite to ...
- The Fly In The Ointment When the great Creator fashion'd us, ...
- The Gumsucker's Dirge Sing the evil days we see, and the ...
Joseph Furphy was born at Yering in the upper valley, Victoria, the son of Protestant Irish bounty emigrants who arrived in Australia in 1841. It was Joseph's older brother, John, who invented the Furphy water-cart, which was the means the expression ‘furphy’ came into Australian English.) Joseph Furphy gained his education at a small school in Kyneton, and subsequently worked on his father’s farm before trying his luck on the goldfields. He was then employed as a threshing machine operator in the Daylesford district. Joseph married Leonie Germaine, a French girl, in 1867, and worked her mother’s vineyard and farm. In 1868 he acquired a selection in the Lake Cooper district, but was ... more »
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The Death Of President Lincoln
December 11th, 1867.
The fleecy clouds had passed away
Before the bright approach of day,
And now the morning's radiance shines
Upon an Army's order'd lines,
And light the glancing sunbeams play'd
On bayonet point and sabre-blade.
Slow rolled the ponderous mass along —
A hundred thousand bayonets strong,
And thirty thousand horses prance
Impatient of the slow advance,
While o'er those glittering groves of steel
The striped and coloured spangles reel
And Hail! Columbia! lofty notes
Peel from the trumpets brazen ...