The Vagabond (Henry Lawson Poem)
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow, For little is new where ...
I met Jack Ellis in town to-day -- Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack -- Ten years ago, from ...
The centuries found me to nations unknown - My people have crowned me and made me a throne; My royal ...
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
Do you think, you slaves of a thousand years to poverty, wealth and pride, You can crush the spirit that ...
When the wars of the world seemed ended, and silent the distant drum, Ten years ago in Australia, I wrote ...
When you wear a cloudy collar and a shirt that isn't white, And you cannot sleep for thinking how you'll ...
The schools marched in procession in happiness and pride, The city bands before them, the soldiers marched beside; Oh, starched ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
The brooding ghosts of Australian night have gone from the bush and town; My spirit revives in the morning breeze, ...
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine, If you hint of higher breeding by a ...
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