Poverty (Henry Lawson Poems)
I HATE this grinding poverty- To toil, and pinch, and borrow,And be for ever haunted by The spectre of to-morrow.It breaks the ...
Henry Lawson Poems on Literature (38 Poems)
Untitled (Henry Lawson Poems)
When his heart is growing bitter and his hair is growing grey,And he hears the debt-collector knocking several times a ...
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 ...
Corny Bill (Henry Lawson Poem)
His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth, His hat pushed from his brow, His dress best fitted for the ...
The Poets Of The Tomb (Henry Lawson Poem)
The world has had enough of bards who wish that they were dead, 'Tis time the people passed a law ...
Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers (Henry Lawson Poem)
While you use your best endeavour to immortalise in verse The gambling and the drink which are your country's greatest ...
The City Bushman (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards (Henry Lawson Poem)
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...