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', ... more »
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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;
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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,
Or diamonds fit to shine from the diadems of kings?
Sing, O poet, the moods of thy moments each
Perfect to thee whatever the meaning it reach.
Let the years find if it be as a soulless stone,
Or under the words which hide there be a glory alone.