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Edward Dyson

I lived from 1865-1931. I was from Australia, and am in the Oceania category.

Edward George Dyson was born in March 1865 at Morrisons Diggings, near Ballarat in Victoria, spending much of his early life roving about mining camps and farms. He was the son of a mining engineer who had migrated to Australia in 1852 and as a boy of 9 soon learned to share his father’s love of bushmen and miners. The experiences gained from this time of his life was possibly the inspiration for some of his poetry as an example The Old Whim Horse (whim being a type of windlass which was used to bring up the ore.) http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/21070-Edward-Dyson-The-Old-Whim-Horse

Edward began work at 12 as an assistant to a travelling draper and later worked in a mine. At 19, after a time in a newspaper office, he began writing verse. His brothers, Ambrose and William, both had notable careers in journalism.

“Rhymes from the Mines” (1896) was Edward Dyson’s first volume of Poetry. It contains many poems that have appeared continually in collections of the best Australian poetry including ‘The Old Whim Horse’, ‘The Emu of Whroo’ and ‘To The Men Of The Mines.’

Dyson continued to write of miners, bushmen and life in Melbourne factories until his death at 76 in 1931. He was, because of his remarkable output, one of the most successful freelance journalists.

He was survived by his Wife and daughter.

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