The Man from Snowy River

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The Man from Snowy River By A. B. (Andrew Barton) Paterson Contents with First Lines: PreludeI have gathered these stories afar, The Man from Snowy RiverThere was movement at the station, for the word had passed aroundOld Pardon, the Son of ReprieveYou never heard tell of the story?Clancy of the OverflowI had written him a letter which I had, for want of betterConroy's GapThis was the way of it, don't you know -Our New HorseThe boys had come back from the racesAn Idyll of DandalooOn Western plains, where shade is not, The Geebung Polo ClubIt was somewhere up the country, in a land of rock and scrub, The Travelling Post OfficeThe roving breezes come and go, the reed beds sweep and sway, Saltbush BillNow this is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey, A Mountain StationI bought a run a while ago, Been There BeforeThere came a stranger to Walgett town, The Man Who Was AwayThe widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow, The Man from IronbarkIt was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town, The Open SteeplechaseI had ridden over hurdles up the country once or twice, The Amateur RiderHIM going to ride for us! We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching expe

Genre: Poetry / General (fancy, right?)