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 ...
Henry Lawson Poems on Age (14 Poems)
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 ...
The Writer’s Dream (Henry Lawson Poems)
A writer wrote of the hearts of men, and he followed their tracks afar;For his was a spirit that forced ...
The ‘Soldier Birds’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
I mind the river from Mount Frome To Ballanshantie's Bridge,The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo, Lowe's Peak, and Granite Ridge.The "tailers" in the ...
Dawgs of War (Henry Lawson Poems)
Comes the British bulldog first-solid as a log-He's so ugly in repose that he's a handsome dog;Full of mild benevolence ...
Black Bonnets (Henry Lawson Poems)
A day of seeming innocence,A glorious sun and sky,And, just above my picket fence,Black Bonnet passing by.In knitted gloves and ...
Out on the Roofs of Hell (Henry Lawson Poems)
SING us a song in this cynical age, Sing us a song, my friend,While the Flesh and the Devil are all ...
Genoa (Henry Lawson Poems)
A long farewell to Genoa That rises to the skies,Where the barren coast of Italy Like our own coastline lies.A sad farewell ...
‘Bush Hay’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE STAMP of Scotland is on his face, But he sailed to the South a lad,And he does not think of ...
Johnson, alias Crow (Henry Lawson Poems)
Where the seasons are divided and the bush begins to change,and the links are rather broken in the Great Dividing ...
Grace Jennings Carmicheal (Henry Lawson Poems)
I hate the pen, the foolscap fair, The poet's corner, and the page,For Grief and Death are written there, In every land ...
The King (I) (Henry Lawson Poems)
AMONG the sons of Englishmen Full many feel like real tears,For, though he reigned but scarcely ten, He bore the burden many ...
The League of Nations (Henry Lawson Poem)
Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! The Big Five met in the world's light as many ...
Black Bonnet (Henry Lawson Poem)
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...