`For’ard’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep,For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep,For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like ...
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 ...
Five nights agone I lay at rest On my suburban couch.My trousers on the bedpost hung, Red gold within their ...
On the banks of the River Schlemozzle, Mid the deserts and sands of Dundalk,I've hunted wild llamas in purple pyjamas,I've ...
Half a league, half a league, football league, 0nward.In fifteen char-a-bancs rode the 600. This is the tale of a ...
Years ago in 1960, Shakespeare used to tell his kidsHeaven smiles upon the Irish, but gives the money to the ...
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away ...
IN the cool of the night time The clocks pick off the points And the mainsprings loosen. They will need ...
'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog By the troopers of the upper Murray side, ...
Griffin calls to come and kiss him goodnight I yell ok. Finish something I'm doing, then something else, walk slowly ...
To go home and wear shorts forever in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate, adding a sweater when winter ...
From the metal poppy this good blast of trance arriving as shock, private cloudburst blazing down, worst in a boarding-house ...
Sing a song of men's pyjamas, Half-past-six has got a pair, And he's wearing them this evening, And he's looking ...
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