The Two Samaritans and the Tramp (Henry Lawson Poems)
A TRAMP was trampin' on the road- The afternoon was warm an' muggy-And by-and-by he chanced to meet A parsin ridin' in ...
A TRAMP was trampin' on the road- The afternoon was warm an' muggy-And by-and-by he chanced to meet A parsin ridin' in ...
Republicans! the time is coming!Listen to the distant drumming!Hearken to the whispers humming In the troubled atmosphere.Ye are born to do ...
BLACKSOIL PLAINS were grey soil, grey soil in the drought.Fifteen years away, and five hundred miles out;Swag and bag and ...
THERE'S such a lot of work to do, for such a troubled head!I'm scribbling this against a book, with foolscap ...
I may walk until I'm fainting, I may write until I'm blinded,I might drink until my back teeth are afloat,But ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn -- You could have watched the grass scorch brown ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
By Lawson's Hill, near Mudgee, On old Eurunderee - The place they called "New Pipeclay", Where the diggers used to ...
When you've knocked about the country-been away from home for years; When the past, by distance softened, nearly fills your ...
His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth, His hat pushed from his brow, His dress best fitted for the ...
PART I Queen Hilda rode along the lines, And she was young and fair; And forward on her shoulders fell ...
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
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 creek went down with a broken song, 'Neath the sheoaks high; The waters carried the song along, And the ...
"Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign On fair islands that we would command; But clouds that ...
I'm lyin' on the barren ground that's baked and cracked with drought, And dunno if my legs or back or ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
So the time seems come at last, And the drums go rolling past, And above them in the sunlight Labour's ...
Sons of the South, awake! arise! Sons of the South, and do. Banish from under your bonny skies Those old-world ...
When the wars of the world seemed ended, and silent the distant drum, Ten years ago in Australia, I wrote ...
No church-bell rings them from the Track, No pulpit lights theirblindness-- 'Tis hardship, drought, and homelessness That teach those Bushmen ...
The squatter saw his pastures wide Decrease, as one by one The farmers moving to the west Selected on his ...
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, The cheque was spent that the ...
There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, For he hears a voice in the ...
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