Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
In Windsor Terrace, number four, I've taken my abode-A little crescent from the street, A bight from City Road;And, hard up and ...
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant,Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and ...
I SCORN the man-a fool at most, And ignorant and blind-Who loves to go about and boast "He understands mankind."I thought I ...
The second time I lived on earth Was several hundred years ago;And-royal by my second birth- I know as much as most ...
INTRODUCTIONThe theme is ancient as the hills, With all their prehistoric glory;But yet of Corney and his friend, We've often longed to tell ...
BY RIGHT of birth in southern land I send my warning forth.I see my country ruined by the wrongs that ...
The camp of high-class spielers, Who sneered in summer dress,And doo-dah dilettante, And scornful "venuses"-House agents, and storekeepers, All eager they to "bleed"-The bards ...
Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review,For the Bush is slipping from me, ...
There'll be royal times in Sydney for the Cuff and Collar Push, There'll be lots of dreary drivel and clap-trapFrom the ...
They lifted her out of a story Too sordid and selfish by far,They left me the innocent glory Of love that was pure ...
PAT M'DURMER brought the tidings to the town of God-Forgotten : 'There are lively days before ye-commin Parlymint's dissolved!'And the boys ...
They sunk a post into the ground Where their leaders bade them stop;It was a man's height, and they spiked A crosspiece ...
They proved we could not think nor see, They proved we could not write,They proved we drank the day away And raved ...
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint,But he comes to me as a little ...
THE OTHER NIGHT I got the blues and tried to smile in vain.I couldn't chuck a chuckle at the foolery ...
Now this is the song of a prison-a song of a gaol or jug-A ballad of quod or of chokey, ...
A day of seeming innocence,A glorious sun and sky,And, just above my picket fence,Black Bonnet passing by.In knitted gloves and ...
'Tis no tale of heroism, 'tis no tale of storm and strife,But of ordinary boozing, and of dull domestic life-Of ...
The nearer camp fires lighted, The distant beacons bright-The horsemen on the skyline Are closing in to-night!My brothers, Oh my brothers! Lie down ...
The battlefield behind us, And night loomed on the track;The Friends of Fallen Fortunes Were riding at my back.Save those who lay ...
The strangest things and the maddest things, that a man can do or say,To the chaps and fellers and coves ...
The men who camp with DangerAre mostly quiet men:And one may use a rifle,And one may use a pen,And one ...
THE Separated Women Go lying through the land,For they have plenty dresses, And money, too, in hand;They married brutes and drunkards And blackguards ...
NOT to the sober and staid, Leading a quiet life,But to men whose paths are laid Ever through storm and strife-Here is ...
I MIND the days when ladies fair Helped on my overcoat,And tucked the silken handkerchief About my precious throat;They used to see ...
Of home, name and wealth and ambition bereft- We are children of fortune and luck:They deny there's a shred of our ...
There's a class of men (and women) who are always on their guard-Cunning, treacherous, suspicious-feeling softly-grasping hard-Brainy, yet without the ...
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