An Australian Girl
by Ethel Castilla (1861- ?)
“She’s pretty to walk with,
And witty to talk with,
And pleasant, too, to think on.”
Sir John Suckling.
She has a beauty of her own,
A beauty of a paler tone
Than English belles;
Yet southern sun and southern air
Have kissed her cheeks, until they wear
The dainty tints that oft appear
On rosy shells.
Her frank, clear eyes bespeak a mind
Old-world traditions fail to bind.
She is not shy
Or bold, but simply self-possessed;
Her independence adds a zest
Unto her speech, her piquant jest,
Her quaint reply.
O’er classic volumes she will pore
With joy; and true scholastic lore
Will often gain.
In sports she bears away the bell,
Nor, under music’s siren spell,
To dance divinely, flirt as well,
Does she disdain.
BY ZORA CROSS
Soft brown eyes fringed in lashes black as jet,
Dark girls are so mysterious,
I thinkThey are fit subject for a triolet.
Soft brown eyes hinged in lashes black as jet.
Bright blondes, maybe,are fruit flowers pink and white;
But secret as a dim magnolia night.
Soft brown eyes hinged in lashes black as jet,
Dark girls are so mysterious I think.
DARK GIRLS. (1938, December 12). The Sydney Morning Herald
“Hej, górale, nie bijcie sie.
Ma góralka dwa warkocze podzielicie sie!”
“Hey hillbilly boys, don’t fight.
The girl will dance with both of you!”
Literally: The girl has two pigtails, and she will share!