Explore "Bill and Jim Fall Out" by Henry Lawson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Bill and Jim are mates no longer -- they would scorn the name of mate -- / Those two bushmen hate each other with a soul-consuming hate; / Yet erstwhile they were as brothers should be (tho' they never will): / Ne'er were mates to one another half so true as Jim and Bill.
Bill was one of those who have to argue every day or die -- / Though, of course, he swore 'twas Jim who always itched to argufy. / They would, on most abstract subjects, contradict each other flat / And at times in lurid language -- they were mates in spite of that.