Thomas William Heney
Biography of Thomas William Heney
Thomas William. Heney, was born in Sydney, in November, 1862;he eldest son of Thomas W. Heney, The young thomas was educated at Cooma. NSW
Thomas Jnr was to become Editor and part proprietor of `Monaro Mercury'. Some time later he began working with the `Sydney Morning Herald' office,in 1878; followed by the `Daily Telegraph', Sydney, in 1884; and then the `Western Grazier', Wilcannia, in 1886; the `Echo', 1889; finally returning to the `Sydney. Morning . Herald',in 1891,whre he later became Editor of the last-named Journal.
His works include:
`Fortunate Days' (Sydney, 1886).
`In Middle Harbour, and other Verse' (London, 1890).
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Thomas William Heney Poems
To The Poet
WHAT cares the rose if the buds which are its pride Be plucked for the breast of the dead or the hands of a bride? The mother-drift if its pebbles be dull inglorious things,
A Riverina Road
Now while so many turn with love and longing To wan lands lying in the grey North Sea, To thee we turn, hearts, mem'ries, all belonging, Dear land of ours, to thee.
The Boundary Rider
THE BRIDLE reins hang loose in the hold of his lean left hand; As the tether gives, the horse bends browsing down to the sand, On the pommel the right hand rests with a smoking briar black, Whose thin rings rise and break as he gazes from the track.
Ah, happy air that, rough or soft, May kiss that face and stay; And happy beams that from above May choose to her their way;
A Riverina Road
Now while so many turn with love and longing
To wan lands lying in the grey North Sea,
To thee we turn, hearts, mem'ries, all belonging,
Dear land of ours, to thee.
West, ever west, with the strong sunshine marching
Beyond the mountains, far from this soft coast,
Until we almost see the great plains arching,
In endless mirage lost.