Australian Classics: 50 great writers and their celebrated worksAllen & Unwin, 2007 M11 1 - 352 páginas What are the classic works of Australian literature? And what can they tell us about ourselves and the land we live in? Providing a selected overview of Australia's greatest literature, Australian Classics is an accessible companion to our literature and a story of writing in Australia from the nineteenth century to the present. Australian Classics celebrates many of the country's beloved novels, poems, short stories, children's books and seminal works of non-fiction. It also contains contributions on their favourite Australian books from many distinguished writers and readers, including Helen Garner, Les Murray and Tim Winton. Australian Classics is an impassioned and inspiring feast of the great writing that makes exalted readers of us all and a testament to the wide-ranging and remarkable literature of this continent. |
Contenido
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1 Robbery Under Arms | 8 |
2 Such is Life | 18 |
3 The Sick Stockrider | 26 |
4 His Natural Life | 32 |
5 The Chosen Vessel | 40 |
6 The Man From Snowy River | 47 |
7 Nationality | 54 |
29 Power Without Glory | 188 |
30 No More Boomerang | 195 |
31 Storm Boy | 201 |
32 The Lucky Country | 208 |
33 Milk and Honey | 216 |
34 The Acolyte | 222 |
35 The Glass Canoe | 228 |
36 The Tyranny of Distance | 234 |
8 The Drovers Wife | 60 |
9 Lilith | 67 |
10 Seven Little Australians | 75 |
11 The Getting of Wisdom | 81 |
12 The Gentle Water Bird | 87 |
13 My Brilliant Career | 93 |
14 The Magic Pudding | 99 |
15 Coonardoo | 106 |
16 10 For 66 and All That | 112 |
17 Lucinda Brayford | 118 |
18 A Fortunate Life | 124 |
19 Picnic at Hanging Rock | 131 |
20 Five Bells | 137 |
21 Capricornia | 143 |
22 The Man Who Loved Children | 149 |
23 The PeaPickers | 154 |
24 A Letter from Rome | 160 |
25 Voss | 166 |
26 My Brother Jack | 172 |
27 Woman to Child | 178 |
28 Tirra Lirra by the River | 183 |
37 The Transit of Venus | 241 |
38 An Imaginary Life | 248 |
39 The Chant of Jimmy Blacksmith | 254 |
40 Visitants | 260 |
41 Grand Days | 266 |
42 The BuladelahTaree Holiday Song Cycle | 274 |
43 The Fatal Shore | 280 |
44 The Plains | 288 |
45 Monkey Grip | 294 |
46 Our Sunshine | 300 |
47 True History of the Kelly Gang | 306 |
48 Lilians Story | 312 |
49 My Place | 317 |
50 Cloudstreet | 323 |
Index to Boxes and Favourite Australian books | 331 |
Bibliography | 333 |
Permissions | 337 |
Acknowledgements | 338 |
Back flap | 339 |
Back cover | 340 |
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Australian Classics: 50 Great Writers and Their Celebrated Works Jane Gleeson-White Sin vista previa disponible - 2011 |
Australian Classics: 50 Great Writers and Their Celebrated Works Jane Gleeson-White Sin vista previa disponible - 2007 |
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Página 217 - And I am come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians, and to bring them up out of that land unto a good land and a large, unto a land flowing with milk and honey...
Página 138 - I felt the wet push its black thumb-balls in, The night you died, I felt your eardrums crack, And the short agony, the longer dream, The Nothing that was neither long nor short; But I was bound, and could not go that way, But I was blind, and could not feel your hand.
Página 151 - And what a moral, high-minded world their father saw! But for Henny there was a wonderful particular world, and when they went with her they saw it: they saw the fish eyes, the crocodile grins, the hair like a birch broom, the mean men crawling with maggots, and the children restless as an eel, that she saw.
Página 48 - And the man from Snowy River never shifted in his seat — It was grand to see that mountain horseman ride.
Página 138 - Why do I think of you, dead man, why thieve These profitless lodgings from the flukes of thought Anchored in Time? You have gone from earth, Gone even from the meaning of a name...
Página 30 - Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone: KINDNESS in another's trouble, COURAGE in your own.
Página 48 - He hails from Snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side, Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough; Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride, The man that holds his own is good enough. And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home, Where the river runs those giant hills between; I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam, But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen.
Página 167 - Yes,' answered Voss, without hesitation. 'I will cross the continent from one end to the other. I have every intention to know it with my heart. Why I am pursued by this necessity, it is no more possible for me to tell than it is for you, who have made my acquaintance only before yesterday.
Página 138 - I looked out of my window in the dark At waves with diamond quills and combs of light That arched their mackerel-backs and smacked the sand In the moon's drench, that straight enormous glaze, And ships far off asleep, and Harbour-buoys Tossing their fireballs wearily each to each, And tried to hear your voice, but all I heard Was a boat's whistle, and the scraping squeal Of seabirds' voices far away, and bells, Five bells.
Página 29 - All through the hot, slow, sleepy, silent ride; The dawn at 'Moorabinda' was a mist rack dull and dense, The sunrise was a sullen sluggish lamp; I was dozing in the gateway at Arbuthnot's bound'ry fence, I was dreaming on the Limestone cattle camp; We crossed the creek at Carricksford, and...