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 Hatred (28 Poems)
Lily (Henry Lawson Poems)
I SCORN the man-a fool at most, And ignorant and blind-Who loves to go about and boast "He understands mankind."I thought I ...
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 Old, Old Story and the New Order (Henry Lawson Poems)
They proved we could not think nor see, They proved we could not write,They proved we drank the day away And raved ...
Captain Von Esson of the “Sebastopol” (Henry Lawson Poems)
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint,But he comes to me as a little ...
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 Labour Agitator (Henry Lawson Poems)
LET the liar call me liar, And the robber call me thief.They can only fan the fire That is born of my ...
Australia’s Forgotten Flag (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh! the Cross of deepest blue,With the bright stars shining through,That was raised, my sons, for you,On a skirt of ...
The Peace Maker (Henry Lawson Poems)
It has a "point" of neither sex But comes in guise of both,And, doubly dangerous complex, It is a thing to loathe-A ...
The Gathering of the Brown-Eyed (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE BROWN EYES came from Asia, where all mystery is true,Ere the masters of Soul Secrets dreamed of hazel, grey, ...
The Rebel (Henry Lawson Poems)
CALL ME traitor to my country and a rebel to my God.And the foe of "law and order", well deserving ...
Bill and Jim Fall Out (Henry Lawson Poems)
Bill and Jim are mates no longer-they would scorn the name of mate-Those two bushmen hate each other with a ...
When The Duke of Clarence Died (Henry Lawson Poems)
LET US sing in tear-choked numbers how the Duke of Clarence went,Just to make a royal sorrow rather more pre-eminent.Ladies ...
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 ...
‘Let’s Be Fools To-Night’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
We, three men of commerce, Striving wealth to raise,See but little promise In the coming days;Though our hearts are brittle, Hardened near to ...
The Uncultured Rhymer To His Cultured Critics (Henry Lawson Poems)
Fight through ignorance, want, and care - Through the griefs that crush the spirit;Push your way to a fortune fair, And the ...
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 Little Czar (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, Great White Czar of Russia, who hid your face and ran,You've flung afar the grandest chance that ever came ...
The Patteran (Henry Lawson Poems)
From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand;From back of the days of long ...
Spread the Truth! (Henry Lawson Poems)
BRAVE the anger of the wealthy! Scorn their bitter lying spite!Tell the Truth in simple language, when you know that ...
Ireland Shall Rebel (Henry Lawson Poems)
WHILE tyrants rule the land, Beneath the Irish skies;While e'er the iron hand Upon our people lies;While sons are driven forth In other ...
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 ...
The Cambaroora Star (Henry Lawson Poem)
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
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 ...
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 Fight at Eureka Stockade (Henry Lawson Poem)
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
The Tragedy (Henry Lawson Poem)
Oh, I never felt so wretched, and things never looked so blue Since the days I gulped the physic that ...
In the Street (Henry Lawson Poem)
Where the needle-woman toils Through the night with hand and brain, Till the sickly daylight shudders like a spectre at ...