The Spirits of Our Fathers (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE SPIRITS of our fathers rise not from every wave,They left the sea behind them long ago;It was many years ...
THE SPIRITS of our fathers rise not from every wave,They left the sea behind them long ago;It was many years ...
FROM Crow's Nest here by Sydney town Where crows had nests of oldI see the Range where day goes down- The dim ...
When M,Ginnis struck the mining camp at Jamberoora CreekHis behaviour was appreciated highly;For, although he was a quiet man, in ...
"Are you the Cove?" he spoke the wordsAs swagmen only can;The Squatter freezingly inquired,"What do you mean, my man?""Are you ...
HARK! Young Democracy from sleep Our careless sentries raps: A backwash from the Future's deep Our Evil's foreland laps. Unknown, ...
Bold are the mounted robbers who on stolen horses rideAnd bold the mounted troopers who patrol the Sydney side;But few ...
You often have been told of regiments brave and bold,But we are the bravest in the land;We're called the Tag-rag ...
The diggers came from Bendigo, From Albury the drovers,From where the Goulburn waters flowCame bearded teamsters travelling slow. ...
The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, The cheque was spent that the ...
Across the Queensland border line The mobs of cattle go; They travel down in sun and shine On dusty stage, ...
This was the way of it, don't you know -- Ryan was "wanted" for stealing sheep, And never a trooper, ...
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