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 Pain (30 Poems)
That There Dog O’ Mine (Henry Lawson Poems)
Macquarie the shearer had met with an accident. To tell the truth, he had been in a drunken row at ...
Old Stone Chimney (Henry Lawson Poems)
The rising moon on the peaks was blending Her silver light with the sunset glow,When a swagman came as the day was ...
The Crucifixion [The Light of The World] (Henry Lawson Poems)
They sunk a post into the ground Where their leaders bade them stop;It was a man's height, and they spiked A crosspiece ...
‘Bound for the Lord-Knows-Where’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Where are you going with your horse and bike, And the townsfolk still at rest?Where are you going, with your swag ...
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 ...
Macleay Street and Red Rock Lane (Henry Lawson Poems)
MACLEAY STREET looks to Mosman, Across the other side,With brave asphalted pavements And roadway clean and wide.Macleay Street hath its mansions, Its grounds ...
When the Ladies Come to the Shearing Shed (Henry Lawson Poems)
'THE LADIES are coming,' the super says To the shearers sweltering there,And 'the ladies' means in the shearing shed: 'Don't cut 'em ...
A Voice from the City (Henry Lawson Poems)
On western plain and eastern hill Where once my fancy ranged,The station hands are riding still And they are little changed.But I ...
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 ...
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 ...
To Jack (Henry Lawson Poems)
SO, I've battled it through on my own, Jack, I have done with all dreaming and doubt.Though "stoney" to-night and alone, ...
Mary Lemaine (Henry Lawson Poems)
Jim Duff was a 'native,'as wild as could be;A stealer and duffer of cattle was he,But back in his youth ...
A Dan Yell (Henry Lawson Poems)
I WISH I'd never gone to board In that house where I metThe touring lady from abroad, Who mocks my nightmares yet.I ...
The Three Kings [1] (Henry Lawson Poems)
The East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thusSouth-east by Fate and the Rising Sun ...
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 ...
Written Out [1] (Henry Lawson Poems)
Sing the song of the reckless, who care not what they do;Sing the song of a sinner and the song ...
The Cattle-Dog’s (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Plains lay bare on the homeward route,And the march was heavy on man and brute;For the Spirit of Drought ...
The Men Who Live It Down (Henry Lawson Poems)
I have sinned, like others, blindly, without thought and without fear,And my best friends say it kindly, 'You should go ...
Johnson, alias Crow (Henry Lawson Poems)
Where the seasons are divided and the bush begins to change,and the links are rather broken in the Great Dividing ...
The Spirits for Good (Henry Lawson Poems)
We come with peace and reason, We come with love and light,To banish black self-treason And everlasting night.We know no god nor ...
Jack Cornstalk as a Lover (Henry Lawson Poems)
"For he rides hard to dull the pain,Who rides from him who loves him best;But he rides slowly home again,Whose ...
The Great Grey Plain (Henry Lawson Poem)
Out West, where the stars are brightest, Where the scorching north wind blows, And the bones of the dead gleam ...
Scots of the Riverina (Henry Lawson Poem)
The boy cleared out to the city from his home at harvest time -- They were Scots of the Riverina, ...
Cameron’s Heart (Henry Lawson Poems)
The diggings were just in their glory when Alister Cameron came, With recommendations, he told me, from friends and a ...
The Sliprails And The Spur (Henry Lawson Poem)
The colours of the setting sun Withdrew across the Western land- He raised the sliprails, one by one, And shot ...
The Ghost (Henry Lawson Poem)
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide, Came a ghost, and for a moment walked ...
To Hannah (Henry Lawson Poem)
Spirit girl to whom 'twas given To revisit scenes of pain, From the hell I thought was Heaven You have ...
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 ...