Mostly Slavonic (Henry Lawson Poems)
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
In Windsor Terrace, number four, I've taken my abode-A little crescent from the street, A bight from City Road;And, hard up and ...
With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild,And the great, wide, ...
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant,Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and ...
The second time I lived on earth Was several hundred years ago;And-royal by my second birth- I know as much as most ...
I.We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land;Of the dear old homes ...
There'll be royal times in Sydney for the Cuff and Collar Push, There'll be lots of dreary drivel and clap-trapFrom the ...
They lifted her out of a story Too sordid and selfish by far,They left me the innocent glory Of love that was pure ...
They were "ratty" they were hooted by the meanest and the least,When they woke the Drum of Glory long ago ...
THE SPIRITS of our fathers rise not from every wave,They left the sea behind them long ago;It was many years ...
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint,But he comes to me as a little ...
When he's over a rough and unpopular shed,With the sins of the bank and the men on his head;When he ...
A Rouseabout of rouseabouts, from any land-or none-I bear a nick-name of the bush, and I'm-a woman's son;I came from ...
The nearer camp fires lighted, The distant beacons bright-The horsemen on the skyline Are closing in to-night!My brothers, Oh my brothers! Lie down ...
The battlefield behind us, And night loomed on the track;The Friends of Fallen Fortunes Were riding at my back.Save those who lay ...
Dust and smoke against the sunrise out where grim disaster lurksAnd a broken sky-line looming like unfinished railway works,And a ...
OH, the strength of the toil of those twenty years, with father, and master, and men!And the clearer brain of ...
Wrap me up in me stockwhip and blanket, And bury me deep down below,Where this piffle and sham won't disgust me, In ...
'Tis the song of many husbands, and you all must understandThat you cannot call me coward now that women rule ...
Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West,Where the soldier birds and farmers, and selectors never restWhile ...
Oh! the Cross of deepest blue,With the bright stars shining through,That was raised, my sons, for you,On a skirt of ...
THE BROWN EYES came from Asia, where all mystery is true,Ere the masters of Soul Secrets dreamed of hazel, grey, ...
CALL ME traitor to my country and a rebel to my God.And the foe of "law and order", well deserving ...
I gaze upon my son once more, With eyes and heart that tire,As solemnly he stands before The screen drawn round the ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son,For the wrong we have taken part in and ...
LET OTHERS make the songs of love For our young struggling nation;But I will sing while e'er I live The Songs of ...
They say, in all kindness, I'm out of the hunt-Too old and too deaf to be sent to the Front.A ...
They towed the Seabolt down the stream, And through the harbour's mouth;She spread her wings and sailed away To seek the sunny ...
'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 ...
It was the King of Virland -0 he was angry then -That rode to crush rebellionWith twenty thousand men.His enemies ...
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