Mostly Slavonic (Henry Lawson Poems)
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
Henry Lawson Poems on England (28 Poems)
The Alleys (Henry Lawson Poems)
I was welcome in a palace when the ball was at my feet,I was petted in a garden and my ...
Peddling Round the World (Henry Lawson Poems)
When at first in foreign parts Was her flag unfurled,England was a Gipsy lass Peddling round the world.Sailing on the Spanish Main- Everywhere ...
Cromwell (Henry Lawson Poems)
They took dead Cromwell from his grave, And stuck his head on high;The Merry Monarch and his men, They laughed as they ...
Foreign Lands (Henry Lawson Poems)
You may roam the wide seas over, follow, meet, and cross the sun,Sail as far as ships can sail, and ...
A Slight Misunderstan (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
The Drums of Battersea (Henry Lawson Poems)
They can't hear in West o' London, where the worst dine with the best-Deaf to all save lies and laughter, ...
A Slight Misunderstanding at the Jasper Gate (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
Song of the Dardanelles (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Wireless tells and the cable tellsHow our boys behaved by the Dardanelles.Some thought in their hearts "Will our boys ...
Said the Kaiser to the Spy (Henry Lawson Poems)
"Now tell me what can England do?" Said the Kaiser to the Spy."She can do nought, your Majesty- You rule the sea ...
William Street (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Tis William Street, the link street, That seems to stand alone;'Tis William Street, the vague street, With terraces of stone:That starts with ...
Australia’s Peril [The Warning] (Henry Lawson Poems)
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son,For the wrong we have taken part in and ...
The Bulletin Hotel (Henry Lawson Poems)
I was drifting in the drizzle past the Cecil in the Strand-Which, I'm told, is very tony-and its front looks ...
Fighting Hard (Henry Lawson Poems)
Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea;Rolling North to fight for England, and to fight for ...
The Briny Grave (Henry Lawson Poems)
You wonder why so many would be buried in the sea,In this world of froth and bubble,But I don't wonder, ...
When the Irish Flag Went By (Henry Lawson Poems)
'TWAS Eight-Hour Day, and proudly Old Labour led the way;The drums were bearing loudly, The crowded streets were gay;But something touched my ...
Write by Return (Henry Lawson Poems)
CLERK, corresponding, "Rooster and Comb",Here I sit idle "Thinking of home";I must be grafting- Living to earn,More correspondence, "Write by return."Clerk in employ of "Shoddy ...
When the Bush Begins to Speak (Henry Lawson Poems)
They know us not in England yet, their pens are overbold;We're seen in fancy pictures that are fifty years too ...
The Ballad of the Black-Sheep (Henry Lawson Poems)
A black-sheep, from England, who worked on the run -Riding where the stockmen ride -He sat by the hut when ...
Callaghan’s Hotel (Henry Lawson Poems)
There's the same old coaching stable that was used by Cobb and Co.,And the yard the coaches stood in more than ...
The Statue of Our Queen (Henry Lawson Poems)
PRIDE, selfishness in every line, And on its face a frown,It stands, a sceptre in its hand, And points forever down.And who ...
The Grog-an’Grumble Steeplechase (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
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 ...
Australia’s Peril (Henry Lawson Poems)
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
The Heart of Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
When the wars of the world seemed ended, and silent the distant drum, Ten years ago in Australia, I wrote ...
Eureka (Henry Lawson Poem)
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
Flag of the Southern Cross (Henry Lawson Poem)
Sons of Australia, be loyal and true to her - Fling out the flag of the Southern Cross! Sing a ...
From the Bush (Henry Lawson Poem)
The Channel fog has lifted - And see where we have come! Round all the world we've drifted, A hundred ...