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, ...
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
To Alan Mitchell<i>Vixi duellis nuper idoneusEt militavi non sine gloria</i>I. Naming of PartsToday we have naming of parts. YesterdayWe had ...
Into her mother's bedroom to wash the ballooning body."My mother is jelly-hearted and she has a brain of jelly:Sweet, quiver-soft, ...
When little Dickie Swope's a man, He's go' to be a Sailor;An' little Hamey Tincher, he's A-go' to be a Tailor:Bud Mitchell, ...
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
Far reaching down's a solid sea sunk everlastingly to rest, And yet whose billows seem to be for ever heaving ...
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
"Dreaming to-day in a forest green Where the great gums rake the sky,My thoughts turn back to another scene And ...
When I rode with young Sid Kidman out across the Yarrowie Plain --In that year the Long Drought ended, and ...
There is music in the Mallee,Lilting music, soft and low,Like the songs in vale and valleyWhere the summer waters flow;But ...
The struggle for freedom has ended they say,The days of fatigue and Remorse,But our hearts one and all are in ...
Here she hides, an aged dame. Here she dreams beside the waves.Ever baulked of modern fame And the ...
You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn -- You could have watched the grass scorch brown ...
Four Translations Lord: it is time. The summer was immense. Lay your shadow on the sundials and let loose the ...
"Only a pound," said the auctioneer, "Only a pound; and I'm standing here Selling this animal, gain or loss -- ...
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
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