Who is Thomas William Heney

Thomas William Heney (5 November 1862 – 19 August 1928) was an Australian journalist and poet.

Heney was the son of Thomas William Heney (Snr), a printer, and Sarah Elizabeth, née Carruthers. He was born in Sydney and educated at Cooma. Heney Senior was a heavy drinker and died in 1875.

Heney joined the staff of The Sydney Morning Herald as a junior assistant reader in 1878, and became a reporter on the Sydney Daily Telegraph six years later. He was editor of the Western Grazier at Wilcannia in 1886 but returned to Sydney in 1889 and worked on the Echo until it ceased publication in 1893. In 1896, he married Amy, daughter of Henry Gullett.

Heney rejoined the Herald as a reviewer and writer of occasional leaders, was appointed associate editor in 1899, and ...
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  • To The Poet
    What cares the rose if the buds which are its pride
    Be plucked for the breast of the dead or the hands of a bride?

    The mother-drift if its pebbles be dull inglorious things, ...
  • The Boundary Rider
    The bridle reins hang loose in the hold of his lean left hand;
    As the tether gives, the horse bends browsing down to the sand,
    On the pommel the right hand rests with a smoking briar black,
    Whose thin rings rise and break as he gazes from the track. ...
  • A Riverina Road
    Now while so many turn with love and longing
    To wan lands lying in the grey North Sea,
    To thee we turn, hearts, mem'ries, all belonging,
    Dear land of ours, to thee. ...
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Young 2 Wide 2 Face 2 Silent 2 Heaven 2 Alone 2 Lost 2 Plain 2 Nature 2 Strong 2


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