This booklet of poems has been compiled by Thomas Terrington. Born in 1897 Tom Terrington worked at dairying, fencing, carpentering and woodcutting before taking over the Framlingham store when he was in his forties. He was a scholarly person with a wide knowledge of English literature. He was a well-known local poet and a member of the Australian Poetry Lovers’ Society. He wrote extensively on local history and his unpublished ‘History of Framlingham’ is in the State Library. Framlingham is a small settlement 25 kilometres north east of Warrnambool. This booklet is of interest as it contains some of the poems written by Tom Terrington, an important resident of Framlingham in the 20th century. This is a soft cover book of 24 pages. The cover is green with black decorative borders and black binding. The pages have black printing on green paper. The last few pages are missing. The cover is faded and a little torn. There are ornamental scrolls and patterns in black throughout the pages. tom terrington, history of framlingham

The postcard has a poem that says "Manifestly, since love is the law of life, If men are to be won from hate to love, If those who doubt and deny are to be wooed to faith, If the Race is ever to be led and lifted into a life of Service, It must be by the Fine Art of COMRADESHIP. - J. Ford Newton" The hand written note says: "Dear Bill, Just to wish you all the best for 1943. Yours sincerely, Herb Greenway." There is no post mark, postage stamp or address on the card. Presumably this card was hand delivered as a New Years greeting in 1943. Herb Greenway worked on the gardens of the Legacy Hostel in Kew.The postcard has a sentiment about Comradeship.Colour postcard. Poem written on the front and a brief note written on the back. Front of postcard has a Comradeship poem. Rear of postcard has a brief note from Herb Greenway to Bill in black ink. comradeship, legatee

Typed poem on A4 paper, double sided, 15 verses of poem "Ode to a Mate" Written by Jim Murrell: 4 RAR (ANZAC) Battalion, Vietnam 1968Regards Jim 1/8/16 in pen at bottom of poempeom, jim murrell, 4 rar

A poignant poem by CJ Dennis about Anzac soldiers from World War 1. The date was located from Trove. The Army of the West BY C. J. DENNIS HERE was tramping, a tramping, a tramp of many feet. The young men, the strong men were marching in the street, Marching for a new land, at the Old World's call, With the sun upon their faces — straight lads and tall, The chosen of a leal land that yielded of her best. "Pack your kit," the soldier said, "for the ships sail West," Then Anzac, oh, Anzac! A new name on the tongue — A proud name and a precious name to mark the valiant young — The valiant young who went so gay across a troubled sea, The glorious young who slept so deep upon Gallipoli. There was tramping, a tramping, a tramp of weary feet. The spent men, the worn men, were marching in the street- Marching to the wild cheers, home at last from war, With a wisdom on their faces that we had not known before: Wisdom of the veteran, earned at our behest, "Now sound the call," the soldier said, "for the boys gone West." But Anzac, oh, Anzac! Dearly they bought the name Who lit upon Gallipoli that everlasting flame — The flame to light the path for men who live beyond their day; While in the West the glory grows, as soldiers drift away. There is tramping, a tramping, a tramp of steady feet. The grey men, the grave men are marching in the street; And maimed men and blind men and shattered men are here. But many a man he marches not who marched last year. Gathered to his comrades, to the Army of the Blest. "Close up the ranks," the soldier said, "for the boys march West." But Anzac, oh, Anzac! Surely no day shall come When that fame shall not be quickened in the roll of every drum; In the call of every bugle let the name be vibrant yet, In a great land of strong men — who never shall forget. There yet will be a tramping, a tramp of dwindling feet, As the last old, old men come marching down the street; Marching now with memories, phantoms at their side, To the cheering of their strong sons inheriting their pride; Inheriting a shining gift won in a bloody quest, "Harkl" the aged soldier says. "The bugles call us West." Then Anzac! Anzac! Oh, what a mighty cry- When that great hymn of greeting goes shouting down the sky, As the last recruit comes marching to the singing of the rest, And the last man answers roll-call in the Army of the West. It was in a folder of documents about the history of Legacy. Appears to have been mostly compiled by Legatee Cyril Smith as he has many hand written notes on miscellaneous pieces of paper (some are envelopes addressed to him). Some notes were typed up into a summary of the History of Legacy. Also documents relating to the first time Legacy approached the public for donations in September 1956, including newspaper articles that were reprinted, a schedule of information that was approved to be released to the press, and a list of potential donors that was circulated to Legatees in the hope they could contact the ones they knew personally or professionally. The documents from this folder have been added in seperate records (see 01262 to 01282). The folder was part of an attempt to capture history of Legacy, generally from the 1950s.The documents provide an insight into the working of Legacy, especially in the 1950s. Legatee Cyril Smith and others were detailing their experiences and knowledge for the future. This poem might have been included for its portrayal of Anzacs.A poem by CJ Dennis printed in a newspaper.history, world war one, poems, poetry

Various short pieces of writing, some dated, earliest 1971, latest in 1997. Gwen Baker (1928-2005) was a foundation member of EDHS. See Also Newsleter 162, May 2005 GWENDOLINE MARGARET BAKER NEE BOWES 1928- 2005 Gwen Baker as we knew her, often used her full name in her writings and even acknowledged her maiden family name as a means of reinforcing her own personal identity. Gwen died on 28 Februrary 2005 and has been buried at Arthurs Creek Cemetery in accordance with her wishes. It is typical of her humour that after visiting the site she wrote: "I have seen the Cemetery, so if I wake in sleep it has a nice view" Gwen was a foundation member of our Society. We remember her mainly for her contribution to our meetings, her witty comments or questions to our speakers and, of course, her collection of plants that she contributed to help the finances of our Society. Her friends in the Society also remember her cards and brief letters on a wide range of subjects. Gwen's wide range of interests included pottery, poetry and of course her gardening. She was an active member of many organizations including the Red Cross, Catholic Church, Nillumbik Garden Club and the former Eltham Arts Council. Her small self- published booklet of poems and writings starts with tins item written at 2am on Easter Sunday 1975. THOUGHT The seeming steady stillness of this quiet night has varied sound to one who sits and thinks of life. Of times of your of pleasant things and if the future has in store a place to be - a reason to exist. One hears a bird upon the roof scratching at his mate while in the distance a car goes by returning home quite late. A neighbours dog goes forth and bark! then stillness once again, like sunshine after rain. and so the thinker having heard and thought, carefully turns out the light and goes to bed. 41 pages (20 A4 pages cut in half). Folder 76 from Harry Gilham Collectionpoetry, creative writing, gwen baker

Fred Pitman Morris was born in Ballarat in 1872 and married Sara Lance in 1895. He was initially a telegraph operator before becoming clerk of the Eaglehawk court circuit. By 1923 he was a Secretary of the Sentences Board and by 1936 he was the Officer in Charge of Children's Courts. He was a prolific writer of hymns, particularly for the Chapman-Alexander Mission Party, an evangelical revivalist movement in the early 20th century. He was also a poet of some renown.Booklet of poems by Fred P Morris.fred p morris, poetry, poems

This poem references Mersa Matruh, a port town on the Mediterranean coast of Egypt where Tom Meagher of the 14th Battalion may have served. Mersa Matruh was the backdrop for a series of battles between the German and British forces from mid- to late-1942.This poem was written by Avis Quarrell, an active community member of the Warrnambool RSL. Avis Quarrell was a former driver during the Second World War and is well known as a photographer and author in the Warrnambool area. The poem is well provenanced, bearing a dedication from the author herself and has significant interpretive capacity to discuss the North African campaigns, experiences of war and the history of the 14th Battalion when paired with the sketch.Poem printed in black ink on marled biege coloured paper in serif font, centred on page and signed by hand. Frame comprises of black plastic and is suspended by a wire on the reverse, which is screwed in on both the left and right hand sides. Poem is sealed in frame by framing tape, brown in colour. A gold adhesive label in the lower left hand corner indicates the framer and an inscription printed on paper is adhered onto the back of the frame.Underneath poem on front: “Avis Quarrell. C 2016.” On reverse, gold adhesive label reads: “Henna Street Picture Framers/74 Henna Street, Warrnambool/Ph/Fax (03) 5561 4795/ABN 88160473014” Printed inscription on reverse reads: “Warrnambool R.S.L./Please accept this Mersa Matruh sketch and poem/from Avis Quarrell and family (Anne and Murray/ Coverdale, Stephan and Jenny Quarrell, David/ and Janet Quarrell.)/Tom Meagher was a member of the 14th Battalion/in World War 2 and gave this to my husband while/ they were in North Africa./I wrote the poem because of the poignancy it/ created in my heart./We give this on the 100 Anniversary of the/ Warrnambool Sub-Branch, 26th of April, 2016 (16 crossed out and replaced with a 17).”north africa, mersa matruh, 14th battalion, poetry, quarrell, world war two, second world war, tom meagher

Poem telling the story of the Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels of WWII.Poem. "Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels".

White stapled booklet containing a collaboration of poems by students of Wangaratta Technical School. A drawing of balloons and text reads: WANG TECH IN OUR LANGUAGE 1971 A COLLECTION OF POEMS BY 3CV

Thomas James Morgan sent the copy home, he served in 2/12th Aust Field Artillery Regt. This copy was in the collection re Bill Jeffers VX57282, refer Cat No 147 for his service details.Poem, copy of pasted onto card, print in black with surround.“VX17773 Driver T.J.Morganliterary work, poems, tobruk

Child's cotton handkerchief with green border. Centre has an illustration of a queen and child kneeling. Words of a poem at base.Little girl ------ as big as my side. (poem printed in other information)costume accessories, children's

relates to WW2 publication for serving soldiers to enjoy. relates to WW2 service and was a booklet given to the WW2 troops. 1939-1945. Booklet relating to WW2 called Tales of the A.I.F. Digger Memories jokes and poems for the boys in khaki and jungle green. 1939-1945. 16 pages. Cover title : Tales of the A.I.F. Digger Memories Jokes and Poems. booklet ww2, tales of the a.i.f., digger memories jokes and poems for the boys in khaki and jungle green

It's encouraging to see my city using poetry in such a public way. The park itself is a humble one, which suits these little poems perfectly. If you're ever in town come and take a seat for a while. The poem 'Little Bridge' by Nathan Curnow was commissioned as part of a placemaking project in Little Bridge Street Pocket Park, Ballarat in 2018. The Park was redesigned to include more passive surveillance, and improved amenity to increase community safety in the area. The poem is engraved onto seating to provide a rest and point of interest space in the small park. Six seats featuring an engraved poemPut it all down and take a seat/ Pull out a snack from your shopping/ Listen to the trumpeter busking a tune/ With every visit this park is growing/ Killing time takes real devotion/ Stare at the flags and masts of your town/ And the buses come rolling down Bakery Hill/ It may be cold but we lean to the sun/ If you feel like a square of the Eureka flag/That’s hopelessly lost and tattered/ Remember you’re as precious as a corner-piece/ We search for you first to get started/ There is something big on Little Bridge/ Not a beanstalk that leads to a giant/ But another day in the life of Ballarat/ All of this gold at the surface poetry, little bridge street, ballarat

Book prize awarded to Minnie Monteith for excellence in Violin by Elspeth Carson in 1921. Book donated to the school by Minnie's nephew R H McCarthy of WA in 2013. Minnie also achieved Dux of the school in 1921 and held the role of Head Prefect in 1921. The book prize was provided by Miss Refisch (possibly S Rehfisch who entered the school in 1902.) This book also displays the crest of the Presbyterian Book Room embossed onto its front cover. Minnie was both Dux of the school and Head Prefect in her final year (1921) at CPLC. This book is signed by Principal Elspeth Carson who lead the inaugural year of Clarendon Presbyterian Ladies College (previously Clarendon Ladies College). Dark green padded and textured calf binding with gold printing and decoration on spine; embossed school crest and bookroom crest on front cover; gold detail to inside edge of cover; marbled end-pages and gilt edge; hinges loose; book plate inside front cover; Book plate inside front cover: school crest / Clarendon Presbyterian / Ladies' College / Ballarat / Form VII / Prize Special / Violin / Awarded to / Minnie Monteith / E Carson / Principal / December 1921 / Gift of Miss Rehfisch / minnie-monteith, elspeth-carson, rehfisch, 1921, book-prize, clarendon-presbyterian-ladies-college, presbyterian-book-room,

Book prize awarded to Margery Ramsay for proficiency in English 1940. Margery attended Clarendon PLC 1929 - 1940. Blue fabric covered book with gold lettering on spine and front cover; school crest embossed on front cover.Boom plate inside front cover: Clarendon Presbyterian / Ladies College / Ballarat / school crest / Awarded to / Margery Ramsay / Prize Lady Robinson / English Prize / Form Honours VI / Helen I Mathieson / Principal / December 1940margery-ramsay, clarendon-presbyterian-ladies-college, book-prize, lady-robinson-english-prize

Margery Ramsay attended CPLC 1929 - 1940. Dark blue textured calf binding with gold lettering on front and spine; decorative border around title on front cover; embossed school crest on front cover; book plate inside front coverBook plate inside front cover: Clarendon Presbyterian / Ladies College / Ballarat / school crest / Awarded to / Margery Ramsay / Prize Drawing / Form IVA / Janet MacDonald / Principal / December 1935. margery-ramsay, janet-macdonald, clarendon-presbyterian-ladies-college, 1935, book-prize

Shirley Ramsay attended CPLC 1935 - 1945; sister to Margery and RobertBlue cloth bound book with school crest embossed in gold on front cover; book plate inside front cover. Book plate inside front cover: Clarendon Presbyterian / Ladies College / Ballarat / school crest / Awarded to / Shirley Ramsay / Prize Proficiency / Form VA / Helen I Mathieson / Principal / December 1944shirley-ramsay, 1944, book-prize, clarendon-presbyterian-ladies-college, helen-mathieson

brown heavy card cover, cream coloured binding on spine approx 50 pp name Label glued on top right hand cornerbooks - poetry, anzac