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 ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
The second time I lived on earth Was several hundred years ago;And-royal by my second birth- I know as much as most ...
WE SET no right above hers, No earthly light nor star,She hath had many lovers, But not as lovers are:They all were ...
From Australia.OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!The King is in his trenches, the millionaire ...
They were "ratty" they were hooted by the meanest and the least,When they woke the Drum of Glory long ago ...
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 ...
The Captains sailed from all the World-from all the world and Spain;And each one for his country's ease, her glory ...
If I ever be worthy or famous- Which I'm sadly beginning to doubt-When the angel whose place 'tis to name us Shall ...
BECAUSE HE had sinned and suffered, because he loved the land,And because of his wonderful sympathy, he held men's hearts ...
The battlefield behind us, And night loomed on the track;The Friends of Fallen Fortunes Were riding at my back.Save those who lay ...
The President to Kingdoms, As in the Days of Old;The King to the Republic, As it had been foretold.They could not read ...
I REMARKED that man is saddest, and his heart is filled with woe,When he hasn't any money, and his pants ...
'Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum 'trap' On the edge of the Never-Never,Where the dead men lie and the ...
They can't hear in West o' London, where the worst dine with the best-Deaf to all save lies and laughter, ...
LET US sing in tear-choked numbers how the Duke of Clarence went,Just to make a royal sorrow rather more pre-eminent.Ladies ...
My Army, O, my army! The time I dreamed of comes!I want to see your colours; I want to hear ...
The East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thusSouth-east by Fate and the Rising Sun ...
WHO'LL WEAR the beaten colours-and cheer the beaten men?Who'll wear the beaten colours, till our time comes again?Where sullen crowds ...
It was the King of Virland -0 he was angry then -That rode to crush rebellionWith twenty thousand men.His enemies ...
The Lady of the Motor-car she stareth straight ahead;Her face is like the stone, my friend, her face is like ...
The Young King fights in the trenches and the Old King fights in the rear-Because he is old and feeble, ...
Oh, Scotty, have you visited the Picture Gallery,And did you see the portraits of the King and Queen and me?The ...
He is coming! He is coming! without heralds, without cheers.He is coming! He is coming! and he's been with us ...
There's the whitebox and pine on the ridges afar,Where the iron-bark, blue-gum, and peppermint are;There is many another, but dearest ...
AMONG the sons of Englishmen Full many feel like real tears,For, though he reigned but scarcely ten, He bore the burden many ...
And now a son has come againTo keep the peace or strike the blow,And have a long, great, glorious reign,Through ...
PRIDE, selfishness in every line, And on its face a frown,It stands, a sceptre in its hand, And points forever down.And who ...
We learnt the creed at Hungerford,We learnt the creed at Bourke;We learnt it in the good timesAnd learnt it out ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
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