A B 'Banjo' Paterson 'Brumby's Run'

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  • Andrew Barton Paterson's poem 'Brumby's Run'.
    This video clip is copied from a VHS format tape called 'Banjo's Australia- The poems of A.B.Paterson', released in 1987.
    Details about how the original documentary first materialised can be found here:
    / two-australian-classic...
    Thank you, Jim Brown and Michael Dickinson; Stanza Productions; to everyone who contributed: acting; funding; sponsoring.
    Narration is by Charles 'Bud' Tingwell.
    The poem is read by Alwyn Kurts.
    Some of the people featured in this segment have now passed from our midst.
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    It lies beyond the Western Pines
    Towards the sinking sun,
    And not a survey mark defines
    The bounds of "Brumby's Run".
    On odds and ends of mountain land,
    On tracks of range and rock
    Where no one else can make a stand,
    Old Brumby rears his stock.
    A wild, unhandled lot they are
    Of every shape and breed.
    They venture out 'neath moon and star
    Along the flats to feed;
    But when the dawn makes pink the sky
    And steals along the plain,
    The Brumby horses turn and fly
    Towards the hills again.
    The traveller by the mountain-track
    May hear their hoof-beats pass,
    And catch a glimpse of brown and black
    Dim shadows on the grass.
    The eager stockhorse pricks his ears
    And lifts his head on high
    In wild excitement when he hears
    The Brumby mob go by.
    Old Brumby asks no price or fee
    O'er all his wide domains:
    The man who yards his stock is free
    To keep them for his pains.
    So, off to scour the mountain-side
    With eager eyes aglow,
    To strongholds where the wild mobs hide
    The gully-rakers go.
    A rush of horses through the trees,
    A red shirt making play;
    A sound of stockwhips on the breeze,
    They vanish far away!
    . . . . .
    Ah, me! before our day is done
    We long with bitter pain
    To ride once more on Brumby's Run
    And yard his mob again.
    The Bulletin, 21 December 1895.
    www.poetrylibra...

КОМЕНТАРІ • 18

  • @rollerskateplaysgacha
    @rollerskateplaysgacha 5 років тому +3

    I need this for my poetry assignment

  • @helengrace6553
    @helengrace6553 3 роки тому +1

    Thank you.

  • @laurenleeramsay488
    @laurenleeramsay488 4 роки тому +1

    I need this for my star time!!!

  • @andreasmakarewitsch1978
    @andreasmakarewitsch1978  2 роки тому

    One of Chris Packham's 'Animal Einsteins' docos describes how horses use their left eye-right side of the brain and vice versa to determine and refine friendly-or-angry situational awareness.

  • @andreasmakarewitsch1978
    @andreasmakarewitsch1978  2 роки тому

    Update [22/10/2023]:
    I had uploaded the full 47 min. video here: ua-cam.com/video/p8649GmSRTI/v-deo.html ... but received a strike for breach of copyright from here:
    www.linkedin.com/pulse/two-australian-classics-digitised-television-archive-james-paterson/
    Since then I've been in touch with Jim Brown: www.rangerjohn.com/jimbrownx.html ... creator of two videos about A B 'Banjo' and Henry Lawson. He is now also aware of this upload and the other excerpt uploads featuring Henry Lawson. Discussions are continuing.

    • @SamO-ik2cm
      @SamO-ik2cm 11 місяців тому

      I would love very much to be able to watch the full video. It's very important to us.

    • @andreasmakarewitsch1978
      @andreasmakarewitsch1978  11 місяців тому +1

      Hi SamO. The guy who got me pinged re copyright is here:
      www.austvarchive.com/about-us.html
      Maybe contact him directly and see where it leads.

  • @ACMA61
    @ACMA61 7 років тому +6

    True Blue!

  • @helen-fe2nd
    @helen-fe2nd 2 роки тому

    Horses they so beautiful and adorable

  • @s.e.wagger3888
    @s.e.wagger3888 3 роки тому +1

    I think back to my childhood where I grew up hearing these stories and poems. This included those by Henry Lawson as well. The 1960s, 70s and 80s was a time when being Australian meant something special, something important..... and pure. Our only sin was racism. Friends who were Aboriginal, Greek, Italian and German faced it on a daily basis. But not from "good" kids. Ie; Those of who didn't see colour or culture or customs as something "bad". Arguments were only over footy teams like the Rabbitohs or the Dragons and sometimes about who got where and when, first. Mates were mates whether they were black, white or brindle. BUT, like Paterson's and Lawson's stories and poems, that Australia is dead and buried. The Australia I (We) live in now, is a Police State and founding member of the New World Order. We are interdependent and take our orders from those who don't live on our shores. We're just Carbon-based life forms being indoctrinated with ideals such as "Carbon is bad" and we roll up our sleeves for ongoing chemical experimentation under the guise of preventing a disease (A manufactured bio-weapon). I'm glad I don't have many years before I too return to the dust with Banjo and Henry. Yet, I can't help but wonder what stories and poems they would've penned about this current Australia, if they had been born in the 1960s????

  • @vinorob
    @vinorob 4 роки тому

    Is that Alwyn Kurts doing the reading?

  • @andreasmakarewitsch1978
    @andreasmakarewitsch1978  3 роки тому

    www.theage.com.au/national/victoria/wild-horse-culls-to-go-ahead-in-alpine-national-park-20211102-p5956z.html

  • @chickenjeff4755
    @chickenjeff4755 8 років тому +2

    yolo