Ruth (Henry Lawson Poems)
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
Henry Lawson Poems on Light (85 Poems)
One Hundred and Three (Henry Lawson Poems)
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
Brighten’s Sister-In-Law [or The Carrier’s Story] (Henry Lawson Poems)
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I'd camped with the team; and the ...
‘Possum’ A Lay of New Chumland (Henry Lawson Poems)
SO YER trav'lin' for yer pleasure while yer writin' for the press?An' yer huntin' arter "copy"?-well, I've heer'd o' that. ...
The Fairy West (Henry Lawson Poems)
I.We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land;Of the dear old homes ...
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 Last Review (Henry Lawson Poems)
Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review,For the Bush is slipping from me, ...
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 ...
Antony Villa (Henry Lawson Poems)
Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens,With a tennis ground and terrace, and a flagstaff in ...
The March of Ivan (Henry Lawson Poems)
Are you coming, Ivan, coming?-Ah, the ways are long and slow,In the vast land that we know not-and we never ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Song of a Prison (Henry Lawson Poems)
Now this is the song of a prison-a song of a gaol or jug-A ballad of quod or of chokey, ...
Dawgs of War (Henry Lawson Poems)
Comes the British bulldog first-solid as a log-He's so ugly in repose that he's a handsome dog;Full of mild benevolence ...
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 Boss Over the Board (Henry Lawson Poems)
When he's over a rough and unpopular shed,With the sins of the bank and the men on his head;When he ...
The Port O’Call (Henry Lawson Poems)
Our hull is seldom painted, Our decks are seldom stoned;Our sails are patched and cobbled And chains by rust marooned.Our rigging is ...
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 ...
The Bard of Furthest Out (Henry Lawson Poems)
HE LONGED to be a Back-Blocks Bard, And fame he wished to win-He wrote at night and studied hard (He read The ...
The Ports of the Open Sea (Henry Lawson Poems)
Down here where the ships loom large in The gloom when the sea-storms veer,Down here on the south-west margin Of the western ...
The Southerly Buster (Henry Lawson Poems)
There's a wind that blows out of the South in the drought, And we pray for the touch of his breathWhen ...
Since the Cities are the Cities (Henry Lawson Poems)
FOOLS can parrot-cry the prophet when the proof is close at hand,And the blind can see the danger when the ...
The Skyline Riders (Henry Lawson Poems)
Against the light of a dawning white My Skyline Riders stand-There is trouble ahead for a dark year dead And the selfish ...
Rejected (Henry Lawson Poems)
She says she's very sorry, as she sees you to the gate; You calmly say 'Good-bye' to her while standing off ...
The Australian Marseillaise (Henry Lawson Poems)
SING the strong, proud song of Labour, Toss the ringing music high;Liberty's a nearer neighbour Than she was in days gone by.Workmen's ...
The Stranded Ship: (The “Vincennes”) (Henry Lawson Poems)
'TWAS the glowing log of a picnic fire where a red light should not be,Or the curtained glow of 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, ...
Above Crow’s Nest [Sydney] (Henry Lawson Poems)
A BLANKET low and leaden, Though rent across the west,Whose darkness seems to deaden The brightest and the best;A sunset white and ...
Brother, You’ll Take My Hand (Henry Lawson Poems)
NOT to the sober and staid, Leading a quiet life,But to men whose paths are laid Ever through storm and strife-Here is ...