Andrew Barton “Banjo” Paterson

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Clancy Of The Overflow Clancy of the Overflow was one of the first poems I remember learning at primary school. I was only about nine at the time but something about the flow of the words and the picture they conjured up spoke to me and I’ve loved it ever since.Clancy of the Overflow is considered one of the greatest of the Australian bush poems, a genre of poetry made famous by the author, Andrew Barton “Banjo” Paterson. The poems of Banjo Paterson are part of the Australian culture and are still taught in schools today. ‘The Drover’ by Walter Withers, 1912About Clancy of the OverflowClancy of the Overflow was inspired by an experience Banjo Paterson had while he was working as a lawyer.He was asked to write to a man named Thomas Gerald Clancy to ask for a payment that had not been received. Banjo sent the letter to ‘The Overflow’ and received the reply: ‘Clancy’s gone to Queensland droving and we don’t know where he are.’The letter looked as if it had been written with a thumbnail dipped in tar, which it probably had. In the old days, hot tar was kept in the shearing shed and dabbed on any cuts the shearer gave the sheep. The tar would harden almost immediately, seal the cut and stop the bleeding.”The Overflow” mentioned in the poem was actually a sheep station which was located about 32 kilometres south east of the town of Nymagee. Nymagee itself is almost exactly in the centre of New South Wales. It’s about 600 kilometres northwest of Sydney and today has a population of about 100 people.The poem was first published in The Bulletin, an Australian news magazine, on 21 December 1889.Clancy of the Overflow has been set to music and recorded a number of times over the years.My favourite is this version. which I’ve only recently found on youTube.Clancy of the Overflow is sometimes criticised for presenting an overly romantic view of droving and of country life in general. In reality, of course, life in the country was very tough in the 1880s and the drover’s life was especially harsh and lonely. For all that, the poem touched something in people, even back in 1889, and it was immediately popular.Funny how it was written so long ago yet the feelings Paterson describes are still so relevant today. Clancy of the Overflow

I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better Knowledge, sent to where I met him down the Lachlan, years ago, He was shearing when I knew him, so I sent the letter to him, Just ‘on spec’, addressed as follows, ‘Clancy, of The Overflow’.

And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected, (And I think the same was written with a thumb-nail dipped in tar) ‘Twas his shearing mate who wrote it, and verbatim I will quote it: ‘Clancy’s gone to Queensland droving, and we don’t know where he are.’

In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy Gone a-droving ‘down the Cooper’ where the Western drovers go; As the stock are slowly stringing, Clancy rides behind them singing, For the drover’s life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know. And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars, And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended, And at night the wond’rous glory of the everlasting stars.

I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a stingy Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall, And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city Through the open window floating, spreads its foulness over all. And in place of lowing cattle, I can hear the fiendish rattle Of the tramways and the buses making hurry down the street, And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting, Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet.

And the hurrying people daunt me, and their pallid faces haunt me As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste, With their eager eyes and greedy, and their stunted forms and weedy, For townsfolk have no time to grow, they have no time to waste.

And I somehow rather fancy that I’d like to change with Clancy, Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go, While he faced the round eternal of the cash-book and the journal —But I doubt he’d suit the office, Clancy, of ‘The Overflow’.

Australia’s most-loved bush poet, Banjo Paterson, is the writer who in many ways defined what it was to be Australian.When a young man submitted a set of verses to the Bulletin in 1889 under the pseudonym ‘the Banjo’, it was the beginning of an enduring tradition. Today Banjo Paterson is still one of Australia’s best-loved poets. This complete collection of his verse shows the bush balladeer at his very best with favourites such as ‘A Bush Christening’, ‘the Man from Ironbark’, ‘Clancy of the Overflow’ and the immortal ‘The Man from Snowy River’. These well-known verses are joined here by his comic verse, his remarkable war poems, including ‘We’re All Australians Now’, and lesser known works. About the AuthorA. B. ‘Banjo’ Paterson (1864-1941) was born near Orange in New South Wales. He worked as a lawyer’s clerk before becoming a solicitor. After the publication of The Man From Snowy River and Other Verses in 1895, he became something of a celebrity, travelling widely throughout Australia. He was a war correspondent in the Boer War in South Africa, and the Boxer Rebellion in China. He later became editor of the Sydney Evening News. He is perhaps most famous for having composed the words to ‘Waltzing Matilda’.About the AuthorAndrew Barton ‘Banjo’ Paterson (17 February 1864 – 5 February 1941) was an Australian bush journalist and author. He was popularly known as “Banjo” Paterson from his pen name, “The Banjo”.He wrote many ballads and poems about Australian life, focusing particularly on the rural and outback areas, including the district around Binalong, New South Wales where he spent much of his childhood. He best known for his rousing folk classics The Man from Snowy River and Waltzing Matilda, is widely acknowledged as Australia’s greatest and most popular balladist. His poems, written with great gusto and humour, celebrate all the romance and rough-and-tumble of old Australia. Banjo Paterson was born at Narambla, near Orange, New South Wales, the eldest son of a Scottish immigrant from Lanarkshire on February 17, 1864. Paterson’s family lived on the isolated Buckinbah Station until he was 5. When Paterson’s uncle died, his family took over the uncle’s farm in Illalong, near Yass. When Paterson turned 10 he was sent to school at Sydney Grammar School, performing well both as a student and a sportsman. Leaving school at 16, he took up the role of an articled clerk in a law firm and by the age of 23 Paterson was a fully qualified solicitor. In 1885, Paterson began submitting and having his poetry published in the Sydney edition of The Bulletin under the pseudonym of “The Banjo”, the name of a favourite horse. Paterson, like The Bulletin, was an ardent nationalist, and in 1889 published a pamphlet, Australia for the Australians which told of his disdain for cheap labour and his admiration of hard work and the nationalist spirit. In 1890, The Banjo wrote The Man from Snowy River, a poem which caught the heart of the nation, and in 1895 had a collection of his works published under that name. This book is the most sold collection of Australian Bush poetry and is still being reprinted today. A B (Banjo) Paterson also became a journalist, lawyer, jockey, soldier and a farmer. In 1903 he married Alice Walker in Tenterfield. Their first home was in Queen Street, Woollahra. The Patersons had two children, Grace born in 1904 and Hugh born in 1906. He would later become a war correspondent for The Sydney Morning Herald during the Second Boer War, the Boxer Rebellion and World War I.Visit A. B. “Banjo” Paterson’s Booktopia Author Page

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I am interested in writing short stories for my pleasure and my family's but although I have published four family books I will not go down that path again but still want what I write out there so I will see how this goes

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