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 ...
Henry Lawson Poems on Summer (21 Poems)
The Bards Who Lived at Manly (Henry Lawson Poems)
The camp of high-class spielers, Who sneered in summer dress,And doo-dah dilettante, And scornful "venuses"-House agents, and storekeepers, All eager they to "bleed"-The bards ...
Bourke (Henry Lawson Poems)
I've followed all my tracks and ways,from old bark school to Leicester Square,I've been right back to boyhood's days, and ...
The Old, Old Story and the New Order (Henry Lawson Poems)
They proved we could not think nor see, They proved we could not write,They proved we drank the day away And raved ...
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 Bard of Furthest Out (Henry Lawson Poems)
HE LONGED to be a Back-Blocks Bard, And fame he wished to win-He wrote at night and studied hard (He read The ...
Foreign Lands (Henry Lawson Poems)
You may roam the wide seas over, follow, meet, and cross the sun,Sail as far as ships can sail, and ...
A Slight Misunderstan (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
The Drums of Battersea (Henry Lawson Poems)
They can't hear in West o' London, where the worst dine with the best-Deaf to all save lies and laughter, ...
A Slight Misunderstanding at the Jasper Gate (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies?The voice of old Saint Peter, in expostulation rise?Growing shrill, ...
Gipsy Too (Henry Lawson Poems)
If they missed my face in Farmers' Arms When the landlord lit the lamp,They would grin and say in their country ...
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 ...
‘Victor’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
AND his death came in December, When our summer was aglow-Like a song that we remember, Like a child's dream long ago,And ...
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 ...
Trooper Campbell (Henry Lawson Poem)
One day old Trooper Campbell Rode out to Blackman's Run, His cap-peak and his sabre Were glancing in the sun. ...
Marshall’s Mate (Henry Lawson Poems)
You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn -- You could have watched the grass scorch brown ...
The Loveable Characters (Henry Lawson Poem)
I long for the streets but the Lord knoweth best, For there I am never a saint; There are lovable ...
The Old Bark School (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
Andy’s Gone With Cattle (Henry Lawson Poems)
Our Andy's gone to battle now 'Gainst Drought, the red marauder; Our Andy's gone with cattle now Across the Queensland ...
Out Back (Henry Lawson Poem)
The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, The cheque was spent that the ...
Here Died (Henry Lawson Poem)
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...