Treasure Island

Frank Dalby Davison

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

With Deaths' Prophetic Ear


Lay my rifle here beside me, set my Bible on my breast,
For a moment let the warning bugles cease;
As the century is closing I am going to my rest,
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  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (4/1/2014 11:14:00 AM)

    I learned some new Australian words... will have to look them up...sounds like a battle in Canada...I believe this to be a poem about a historic event...very nicely written...War is never pretty... (Report) Reply

  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (4/1/2014 11:14:00 AM)

    I learned some new Australian words... will have to look them up...sounds like a battle in Canada...I believe this to be a poem about a historic event...very nicely written...War is never pretty... (Report) Reply

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