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 Place (55 Poems)
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 ...
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 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 ...
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 ‘Soldier Birds’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
I mind the river from Mount Frome To Ballanshantie's Bridge,The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo, Lowe's Peak, and Granite Ridge.The "tailers" in the ...
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 ...
The Spirits of Our Fathers (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE SPIRITS of our fathers rise not from every wave,They left the sea behind them long ago;It was many years ...
The Vote of Thanks Debate (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE OTHER NIGHT I got the blues and tried to smile in vain.I couldn't chuck a chuckle at the foolery ...
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 Legend of Cooee Gully (Henry Lawson Poems)
The night came down thro' Deadman's Gap, Where the ghostly saplings bentBefore a wind that tore the fly From many a digger's ...
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 ...
The Men Who Sleep With Danger (Henry Lawson Poems)
The men who camp with DangerAre mostly quiet men:And one may use a rifle,And one may use a pen,And one ...
Written Afterwards (Henry Lawson Poems)
So the days of my tramping are over, And the days of my riding are done-I'm about as content as a ...
He Had So Much Work To Do (Henry Lawson Poems)
Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never restWhile ...
A Little Mistake (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum 'trap' On the edge of the Never-Never,Where the dead men lie and the ...
Keeping His First Wife Now (Henry Lawson Poems)
IT'S OH! for a rivet in marriage bonds, And a splice in the knot untied-The sanctity of the marriage tie Is growing ...
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, ...
The Black Bordered Letter (Henry Lawson Poems)
An' SO 'e's dead in London, An' answered to the call,An' trotted through the Long Street, With 'earse an' plumes an' all?We ...
A Bush Girl (Henry Lawson Poems)
She's milking in the rain and dark, As did her mother in the past.The wretched shed of poles and bark, Rent by ...
Fighting Hard (Henry Lawson Poems)
Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea;Rolling North to fight for England, and to fight for ...
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 ...
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 Passing of Scotty (Henry Lawson Poems)
WE THROW us down on the dusty plain When the gold has gone from the west,But we rise and tramp on ...
Skeleton Flat (Henry Lawson Poems)
HERE'S never a bough to be tossed in the breeze, For it's long since the forest was green;And round all the ...
At the Tug-O-War (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Twas in a tug-of-war where I-the guvnor's hope and pride-Stepped proudly on the platform as the ringer on my side;Old ...
Andy’s Return (Henry Lawson Poems)
With pannikins all rusty, And billy burnt and black,And clothes all torn and dusty, That scarcely hide his back;With sun-cracked saddle-leather, And knotted ...
The Men Who Stuck To Me (Henry Lawson Poems)
They were men of many nations, they were men of many stations,They were men in many places, and of high ...