The Last Review (Henry Lawson Poems)
Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review,For the Bush is slipping from me, ...
Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review,For the Bush is slipping from me, ...
Oh! the Cross of deepest blue,With the bright stars shining through,That was raised, my sons, for you,On a skirt of ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not,On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot.Where the brooding old ...
We had many problems set us when Coolgardie was a camp,When the journey to the goldfields meant a coach-fare or ...
The rally round the mother-land Is spreading far and near,For to every loyal Englishman That mother-land is dear.Although ...
THROUGH the stench and smoke of pipe andstale cigar -Black coats, black hats, and raucous tones,bleared eyes.Quick, past them - ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
The rafters are open to sun, moon, and star, Thistles and nettles grow high in the bar -- The chimneys ...
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