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 ...
Henry Lawson Poems on Cry (43 Poems)
The Ballad of Mabel Clare (Henry Lawson Poems)
Ye children of the Land of Gold, I sing a song to you,And if the jokes are somewhat old, The main idea ...
The Ghost at the Second Bridge (Henry Lawson Poems)
You'd call the man a senseless fool,- A blockhead or an ass,Who'd dare to say he saw the ghost Of Mount Victoria ...
The God-Forgotte (Henry Lawson Poems)
PAT M'DURMER brought the tidings to the town of God-Forgotten : 'There are lively days before ye-commin Parlymint's dissolved!'And the boys ...
Talbragar (Henry Lawson Poems)
JACK DENVER died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began,And there was sorrow round the place, for Denver was a man;Jack ...
The Bush Fire (Henry Lawson Poems)
Ah, better the thud of the deadly gun, and the crash of the bursting shell,Than the terrible silence where drought ...
The Leader and the Bad Girl (Henry Lawson Poems)
BECAUSE HE had sinned and suffered, because he loved the land,And because of his wonderful sympathy, he held men's hearts ...
Nemesis (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
The Legend of Cooee Gully (Henry Lawson Poems)
The night came down thro' Deadman's Gap, Where the ghostly saplings bentBefore a wind that tore the fly From many a digger's ...
The Women of the Town (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is up from out the alleys, from the alleys dark and vile-It is up from out the alleys I ...
Lachlan Side (Henry Lawson Poems)
REGION of damper and junk and tea, Region of pastures wide!The fairest spots in the world to me Are out on the ...
Mary Lemaine (Henry Lawson Poems)
Jim Duff was a 'native,'as wild as could be;A stealer and duffer of cattle was he,But back in his youth ...
My Army, O, My Army! (Henry Lawson Poems)
My Army, O, my army! The time I dreamed of comes!I want to see your colours; I want to hear ...
The Battling Days (Henry Lawson Poems)
So, sit you down in a straight-backed chair, with your pipe and your wife content,And cross your knees with your ...
Grey Wolves Grey (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Russian march is soft and slow,Through dust and heat, or slush and snow,When the Russian skies hang grey and ...
The Cattle-Dog’s (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Plains lay bare on the homeward route,And the march was heavy on man and brute;For the Spirit of Drought ...
The Brass Well (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Tis a legend of the bushmen from the days of Cunningham,When he opened up the country and the early squatters ...
Mary Called Him ‘Mister’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
They'd parted but a year before-she never thought he'd come,She stammer'd, blushed, held out her hand, and called him 'Mister ...
The Water Lily (Henry Lawson Poems)
A lonely young wife In her dreaming discerns A lily-decked pool With a border of ferns, And a beautiful child, With butterfly wings,Trips down to ...
‘On the Summit of Mt. Clarence’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
On the summit of Mount Clarence rotting slowly in the airStands a tall and naked flagstaff, relic of the Russian ...
One-Man-One-Vote (Henry Lawson Poems)
"ONE-MAN-ONE-VOTE!" You hear the people shouting. The walls of Mammon tremble ere they fall.ONE-MAN-ONE-VOTE! Is this a time for doubting? The poets ...
Statue of Robert Burns (Henry Lawson Poems)
To a town in Southern landLight of purse I come and lone;And I pause awhile, and standBy a pedestal of ...
‘Jack Robertson’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
HOW OFT in public meetings past, Where sense was not and talk was loud,We caught a glimpse of long white hair Upon ...
The Star of Australasia (Henry Lawson Poem)
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
Trooper Campbell (Henry Lawson Poem)
One day old Trooper Campbell Rode out to Blackman's Run, His cap-peak and his sabre Were glancing in the sun. ...
Cameron’s Heart (Henry Lawson Poems)
The diggings were just in their glory when Alister Cameron came, With recommendations, he told me, from friends and a ...
The Paroo (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was a week from Christmas-time, As near as I remember, And half a year since, in the rear, We'd ...
The Man Who Raised Charlestown (Henry Lawson Poem)
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
The Professional Wanderer (Henry Lawson Poem)
When you've knocked about the country-been away from home for years; When the past, by distance softened, nearly fills your ...
The Song And The Sigh (Henry Lawson Poem)
The creek went down with a broken song, 'Neath the sheoaks high; The waters carried the song along, And the ...