Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
A writer wrote of the hearts of men, and he followed their tracks afar;For his was a spirit that forced ...
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 ...
Ah, better the thud of the deadly gun, and the crash of the bursting shell,Than the terrible silence where drought ...
SO at last a toll they'll levy For the passing fool who sings-Take the harp grown dull and heavy (With the dried ...
Down here where the ships loom large in The gloom when the sea-storms veer,Down here on the south-west margin Of the western ...
The President to Kingdoms, As in the Days of Old;The King to the Republic, As it had been foretold.They could not read ...
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
WHEN I tell a tale of virtue and of injured innocence,Then my publishers and lawyers are the densest of the ...
Jim Duff was a 'native,'as wild as could be;A stealer and duffer of cattle was he,But back in his youth ...
SING us a song in this cynical age, Sing us a song, my friend,While the Flesh and the Devil are all ...
THERE has been many a grander deed since man had life to give, And thousands have gone to certain death, eyes ...
IN THE days that will be olden after many years are gone,Ere the world emerged from darkness floating out into ...
LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurledBy the workers' new religion, which is oldest in ...
BRAVE the anger of the wealthy! Scorn their bitter lying spite!Tell the Truth in simple language, when you know that ...
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong, And the armies of Australia shall not march ...
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