Adam Lindsay Gordon
Australian poet, jockey and politician (1833-1870)
Adam Lindsay Gordon (October 19, 1833 – 24 June 1870) was an Australian poet, jockey and politician.
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Quotes
edit- Onward onward! must we travel?
When will come the goal?
Riddle I may not unravel,
Cease to vex my soul.
- Question not, but live and labour
Till yon goal be won,
Helping every feeble neighbour,
Seeking help from none;
Life is mostly froth and bubble;
Two things stand like stone,
Kindness in another's trouble,
Courage in your own.- Finis Exoptatus
- Variant: Many quoters, including Bartlett's Familiar Quotations (1919), have "in our own" instead of "in your own".
- He never gave me a chance to speak,
And he call’d her—worse than a dog—
The girl stood up with a crimson cheek,
And I fell’d him there like a log.I can feel the blow on my knuckles yet—
He feels it more on his brow.
In a thousand years we shall all forget
The things that trouble us now.- "After the Quarrel", as anthologised in The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse (1912), p. 507, no. 373
- Let me slumber in the hollow where the wattle blossoms wave,
With never stone or rail to fence my bed;
Should the sturdy station children pull the bush flowers on my grave,
I may chance to hear them romping overhead.- "The Sick Stockrider", in Bush Ballads and Galloping Rhymes (1870)
External links
edit- Poems by Adam Lindsay Gordon (plain text)
- The Adam Lindsay Gordon Commemorative Committee
- Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833-1870) Gravesite at Brighton General Cemetery (Vic).