Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE COUNTRY OF BOUNDERS, by ERNEST FRANCIS O'FERRALL


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THE COUNTRY OF BOUNDERS, by                    
First Line: The coach was creaking up the hill, the straining nags were nodding
Last Line: "then drawled, ""hey, boss! Them blankers there is native 'boundahs' bounding!"
Alternate Author Name(s): Kodak
Subject(s): England; Kangaroos; Language; English; Words; Vocabulary


THE coach was creaking up the hill, the straining nags were nodding;
Bi-weekly thus, upon its route, the Long Hill mail went plodding;
The sunburnt driver seemed oppressed; he stared ahead and muttered;
Behind, unto a suffering friend, a damphool brayed and stuttered.

"Bai Jove!"—amid the tall, hot gums the frightful oath went pealing—
"The boundahs in this country hyah don't go in for straight dealing!
That Land Tax now! Bai Jove, you know, a chap with money floundahs!
One never knows what one's about with these dashed Labah boundahs!"

He brayed of "boundahs" all the way, no spur or answer needing.
The driver waited till he saw a mob of grey 'roos feeding;
With one wild whoop he sent them off in mighty leaps astounding,
Then drawled, "Hey, Boss! them blankers there is native 'boundahs' bounding!"





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