Sweeney (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was somewhere in September, and the sun was going down, When I came, in search of `copy', to a ...
It was somewhere in September, and the sun was going down, When I came, in search of `copy', to a ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, On a spur among the mountains stood `The Bullock-drivers' ...
Three bushmen one morning rode up to an inn, And one of them called for the drinks with a grin; ...
When the man I was denounces all the things that I was not, When the true souls stand like granite, ...
1. Had the ham bone, had the lentils, Got to meat store for the salt pork, Got to grocery for ...
HERE, Here I live with what my board Can with the smallest cost afford; Though ne'er so mean the viands ...
LEADER. LET no cares now hover o'er us Let the wine unsparing run! Wilt thou swell our merry chorus? Hast ...
A neighborhood on their front stoops open doors for those who can't afford don't have fans, air conditioners foreign tongues, ...
I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time, Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim, On ...
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord? Where the maids? Behold, what ...
The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced. The priest is wondering what he said in his sermon eight weeks ago ...
YE men of wit and wealth, why all this sneering 'Gainst poor Excisemen? Give the cause a hearing: What are ...
HIS face with smile eternal drest, Just like the Landlord's to his Guest's, High as they hang with creaking din, ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
NO churchman am I for to rail and to write, No statesman nor soldier to plot or to fight, No ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
Releas'd from the noise of the butcher and baker Who, my old friends be thanked, did seldom forsake her, And ...
I'M travellin' down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand, I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the ...
So, the bank has bust it's boiler! And in six or seven year It will pay me all my money ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
Which was Held in the Queens Hotel, Perth, on the Evening of 5th September 1894 'Twas in the year of ...
Richard Pigott, the forger, was a very bad man, And to gainsay it there's nobody can, Because for fifty years ...
'Twas on the 16th of October, in the year 1894, I was invited to Inverness, not far from the sea ...
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...
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