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 ...
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant,Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and ...
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 ...
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
From Australia.OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!The King is in his trenches, the millionaire ...
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 ...
I.We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land;Of the dear old homes ...
He comes from out the ages dim- The good Samaritan;I somehow never pictured him A fat and jolly man;But one who'd little ...
Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review,For the Bush is slipping from me, ...
The Big rough boys from the runs out back were first where the balls flew free,And yelled in the slang ...
When at first in foreign parts Was her flag unfurled,England was a Gipsy lass Peddling round the world.Sailing on the Spanish Main- Everywhere ...
The rising moon on the peaks was blending Her silver light with the sunset glow,When a swagman came as the day was ...
A dusty clearing in the scrubs Of barren, western lands-Where, out of sight, or sign of hope The wretched school-house stands;A roof ...
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint,But he comes to me as a little ...
The Captains sailed from all the World-from all the world and Spain;And each one for his country's ease, her glory ...
A day of seeming innocence,A glorious sun and sky,And, just above my picket fence,Black Bonnet passing by.In knitted gloves and ...
Ah, better the thud of the deadly gun, and the crash of the bursting shell,Than the terrible silence where drought ...
Some born of homely parents For ages settled down-The steady generations Of village, farm, and town:And some of dusky fathers Who wandered since ...
They took dead Cromwell from his grave, And stuck his head on high;The Merry Monarch and his men, They laughed as they ...
'Tis no tale of heroism, 'tis no tale of storm and strife,But of ordinary boozing, and of dull domestic life-Of ...
A Rouseabout of rouseabouts, from any land-or none-I bear a nick-name of the bush, and I'm-a woman's son;I came from ...
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
When we've arrived by boat or rail, and feeling pretty well, And humped our heavy gladstones to the Great Norsouth Hotel; And ...
There's a wind that blows out of the South in the drought, And we pray for the touch of his breathWhen ...
OH, the strength of the toil of those twenty years, with father, and master, and men!And the clearer brain of ...
No one lives in Golden Gully, for its golden days are o'er,And its clay shall never sully blucher-boots of diggers ...
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