The Squatter’s Daughter (Henry Lawson Poems)
OUT in the west, where runs are wide, And days than ours are hotter,Not very far from Lachlan Side There dwelt a ...
OUT in the west, where runs are wide, And days than ours are hotter,Not very far from Lachlan Side There dwelt a ...
Lo! the Boar's tail is salted, and the Kangaroo's exalted,And his right eye is extinguished by a man-o'-warsman's cap;He is ...
I'VE done with joys an' misery, An' why should I repine?There's no one knows the past but me An' that ol' dog ...
A lonely child with toil o'ertaxed, Sits Cinderella by the fire;Her limbs in weariness relaxed, And in her eyes a sad desire.But ...
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, On a spur among the mountains stood `The Bullock-drivers' ...
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o'-Sunday Run; ...
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