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The Bucolics

Ladies and gentlemen: I take this opportunity
To introduce myself and mention that, much as we may deplore the fact, we are
essentially an agricultural community
Altho' in our metropolitan centres, millions may live and toil.
Most of us, directly or indirectly, exist by, thro', on and for the soil;
Our outlook is largely directed upon crops, prices, profits and 'The Main Chance,'
So that we rarely discover time or opportunity to glance
At the fine arts and higher culture of this and older lands, and gather unto
  ourselves the satisfaction such contemplation lends
Therefore our guides, philosophers, mentors, leaders, teachers, and friends
Declare that, amongst the toilers of our race,
Such contemplation is utterly out of place.
And (altho' this may seem rather funny)
One cannot definitely enjoy 'culchaw' unless one is - now - possessed of
  leisure and money.
To encourage it in the Common People is a vain and profitless thing.
Wherefore, I sing:-

The plough's in the furrow,
  The cow's at the bail;
We delve and we burrow,
  For nought may avail
Save toil thro' the seasons,
  Material joy;
These, these be the reasons
  For all our employ.

The mute Mona Lisa,
  Praxiteles' art,
Such trifles as these are
  Things quite, quite apart.
On, on with life's battle;
  Wring sweat from the brow.
What's culture to cattle?
  What's art to a cow?

To resume, ladies and gentlemen, the more comprehensible form of discourse I
  had temporarily forsaken,
Is it not possible that our mentors, censors et al. may be sadly mistaken?
Or, stay, is it conceivable that they would lock and bar our halls of art and
  culture at night
Lest the Common People might,
By some strange chance, absorb so much of the capacity for appreciation that
  they would, in time, be able to patronise us?
Nay, even to advise us?
On certain aesthetic matters which - Perish the thought! For who would have
  the heart
To vulgarise all Art?
For, consider; how were it possible to feel superior
When none remains any longer who, as one comfortably recognises, is inferior.
And so, for evermore,
Bar, bar and bolt the door
Of our Temple which enshrines works for the edification only of superior
  mortals,
Lock, lock and double lock those portals!
Hide from vulgar gaze the treasures that therein lurk -
Except, of course, during those hours when the toilers are at work.
Melbourne, my Melbourne! Never let the souls of thy earthbound people into
  the rarer regions take wing!
Wherefore, again, I sing:-

The swine's in his wallow,
  Fat porkers are prime;
Then follow, come, follow,
  'Tis lamb-tailin' time!
All golden the butter,
  There's market for meat;
Tho' Mallee men mutter
  Of smut in the wheat.
But 'paintin'' and pitcher'?
  (Franz Hals, he was Dutch)
Ah, who grows the richer
  For gawping at such?
A 'pitcher' by Carot?
  A 'statcher' - all 'nood'?
One fills you with sorrow;
  The other is 'rood.'
We toil for men's bodies,
  Our minds all a-fog.
What's paintin' to poddies?
  What's art to a hog?

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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis, better known as C. J. Dennis, was an Australian poet known for his humorous poems, especially "The Songs of a Sentimental Bloke", published in the early 20th century. Though Dennis's work is less well known today, his 1915 publication of The Sentimental Bloke sold 65,000 copies in its first year, and by 1917 he was the most prosperous poet in Australian history. Together with Banjo Paterson and Henry Lawson, both of whom he had collaborated with, he is often considered among Australia's three most famous poets. While attributed to Lawson by 1911, Dennis later claimed he himself was the 'laureate of the larrikin'. When he died at the age of 61, the Prime Minister of Australia Joseph Lyons suggested he was destined to be remembered as the 'Australian Robert Burns'. more…

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