Frank Dalby Davison

(23 June 1893 - 24 May 1970 / Hawthorn, Victoria)

The Old Pioneers


These old friends of ours! Sixty years back,
Bearded and booted, they followed the track,
Came like their Saxon forefathers of old,
Carving a nation from waste and from wold,
Mighty of purpose and stalwart of limb,
Clove they a path through the forest so dim,
Forward, adventuring, knowing no fears--
Honour and praise to the old pioneers.

Now they are feeble and bowed are their backs,
Long laid aside are the stockwhip and axe;
Dulled though each sense is, the hearing is quick
Oft-times to catch the faint ring of the pick,
Eyes, too, are closed yet they see clear and plain
The camp and the creek and the ranges again;
Australia's first story and the world never hears,
It is locked in the hearts of the old pioneers.

Then to the workers of those distant days
Certain poor players came bringing their plays,
Lighter grew toil for the songs that they trolled,
Sweeter was life for the love-stories told,
Gone now the music, the laughter is stilled,
Audience and players together are chilled,
Yet--like the flowers--the smiles and the tears
Ever are fresh for the old pioneers.

Yes, they are old, nor of wealth have they hoard,
Heap we the fire, then, and plenish the board;
Age steals upon them and chilly life grows,
Workers and players have earned their repose.
Soon on their names all in vain we shall call,
For even the grandest old landmarks must fall.
Just a warm hand-clasp ere one disappears--
These are the last of the old pioneers.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (The Old Pioneers by Frank Dalby Davison )

Enter the verification code :

  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (4/1/2014 11:09:00 AM)

    I've wondered what it would be like to be the first human to set eyes on pristine land.the pioneers had a great deal of stamina.perserverance and vision...great poem... (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Just one kiss, Kelly Curiel
  2. I love you to the moon and back, Petai Jirakongpipat
  3. jewel in crown of hell, ademola oluwabusayo
  4. prostitution, ademola oluwabusayo
  5. A Young Girl Is A Source of Inspiration,.., Bijay Kant Dubey
  6. nose dive, jerome moore
  7. a piece of apple browning and skin peeli.., jerome moore
  8. Wounded Roses Sing by I.H.Rizvi, Bijay Kant Dubey
  9. to woo, Zmz Gbzn
  10. Parting Wish By Vijay Vishal, Bijay Kant Dubey

Poem of the Day

poet Robert Herrick

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]