Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.
By Louis Esson173 . The Shearers Wife
B
To milk the sleepy cows, an’ shake
The droving dust from tired eyes,
Look round the rabbit traps, then bake
The children’s bread.
There ’s hay to stook, an’ beans to hoe,
An’ ferns to cut i’ th’ scrub below;
Women must work, when men must go
Shearing from shed to shed.
An’ tired I am with labour sore,
Tired o’ the bush, the cows, the gums,
Tired, but must dree for long months more
What no tongue tells.
The moon is lonely in the sky,
Lonely the bush, an’ lonely I
Stare down the track no horse draws nigh
An’ start…at the cattle bells.