Henry Lawson Poems (510 Poems)
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 it’s but to the walls of my cell.For what does it matter to me if to-morrow I go where I … Continue reading
Mostly Slavonic (Henry Lawson Poems)
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call a swag;And he tramped from Darkest Russia, that it might be dark no more,Dreaming of a port, and shipping, as … Continue reading
With Dickens (Henry Lawson Poems)
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 in exile, I To many fancies yield;For it was here Micawber lived And David Copperfield. A bed, a table, and a chair, A … Continue reading
One Hundred and Three (Henry Lawson Poems)
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, wondering, innocent eyes of a silent-suffering child;With his hideous dress and his heavy boots, he drags to Eternity-And the Warder … Continue reading
The Ballad of the Elder Son (Henry Lawson Poems)
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant,Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and family cant.Come, elder brothers mine, and bring Dull loads of care that you have won,And gather round me while I sing The … Continue reading
Brighten’s Sister-In-Law [or The Carrier's Story] (Henry Lawson Poems)
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I’d camped with the team; and the hosses Was all fixed up for the night.I’d been to the town to carry A load to the Cudgegong;And I’d taken the … Continue reading
Lily (Henry Lawson Poems)
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 had that knowledge too, And boasted it with pride-But since, I’ve learned that human hearts Cannot be classified. In days when I … Continue reading
When I Was King (Henry Lawson Poems)
The second time I lived on earth Was several hundred years ago;And-royal by my second birth- I know as much as most men know.I was a king who held the reins As never modern monarch can;I was a king, and I had brains, And, … Continue reading
He Mourned His Master (Henry Lawson Poems)
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 the story;And should we jar the reader’s ear, Or fail to please his eye observant,We only trust that he’ll forgive The bush … Continue reading
Constable M’Carty’s Investigatio (Henry Lawson Poems)
Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders Stood a ‘terrace’ in the city when the current year began,And a notice indicated there were vacancies for boarders In the middle house, and lodgings for a single gentleman.Now, a singular observer could … Continue reading
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