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Henry Lawson (17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)
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Andy's Gone With Cattle
Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.
He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.
Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?
Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy cross'd the Darling.
The gates are out of order now,
In storms the `riders' rattle;
For far across the border now
Our Andy's gone with cattle.
Poor Aunty's looking thin and white;
And Uncle's cross with worry;
And poor old Blucher howls all night
Since Andy left Macquarie.
Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
And all the tanks run over;
And may the grass grow green and tall
In pathways of the drover;
And may good angels send the rain
On desert stretches sandy;
And when the summer comes again
God grant 'twill bring us Andy.
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I love it. I can't really explain what but there is something very dear and precious about Andy himself. it's almost like that feeling you get after reading a book and you're in love with a character. This felt like that.
To me this poem signifies the importance of a single individual in a family, an awesome write!
wow! this is very nice description of queensland. i've been to brisbane on month of june it's lovely and people are very nice. i love that meat pie. no women in pubs.
I really Enjoyed this poem. It makes you think.
is it possible that ANDY signifies the FERTILITY of the soil in Australia...
and CATTLE signifies the economy? ?
and the title ANDY'S GONE WITH CATTLE means...
the fertility of the lands of australia's gone as well as the economy's falling
look at each line....
i think i made some sense...heheh
PS: the melody is really good-no it's great....
i must agree with angela: GREAT WORDS AND FANTASTIC POEM...
Beautiful poem. Well chosen words. It just offers hope in a hopeless situation. It just tells you that you hane to be optimistic, what a poem!
Great words and fantastic poem
Fantastic poem! the rhyme put a smile on my face :)
Many with service members in the forces, could relate to this poem.
A tight piece with good scansion and excellent rhyme. Can we infer that Andy is the man of the place, and that the uncle and whoever is writing the poem are too decrepit to keep order? No one would print a poem like this nowadays from a new writer, yet it vividly describes a section of society in a memorable way that 'modern' poetry does not.