The Australian Marseillaise (Henry Lawson Poems)
SING the strong, proud song of Labour, Toss the ringing music high;Liberty's a nearer neighbour Than she was in days gone by.Workmen's ...
Henry Lawson Poems on War & Peace (91 Poems)
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, ...
The Afterglow (Henry Lawson Poems)
OH, for the fire that used to glow In those my days of old!I never thought a man could grow So callous ...
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, ...
The Drums of Ages (Henry Lawson Poems)
DRUMS of all that's right and wrong-of love and hate and scorn,And the new-born baby hears them and it wails ...
The Rebel (Henry Lawson Poems)
CALL ME traitor to my country and a rebel to my God.And the foe of "law and order", well deserving ...
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, ...
Said the Kaiser to the Spy (Henry Lawson Poems)
"Now tell me what can England do?" Said the Kaiser to the Spy."She can do nought, your Majesty- You rule the sea ...
Lachlan Side (Henry Lawson Poems)
REGION of damper and junk and tea, Region of pastures wide!The fairest spots in the world to me Are out on the ...
Rise Ye! Rise Ye! (Henry Lawson Poems)
Rise Ye! rise ye! noble toilers! claim your rights with fire and steel!Rise ye! for the cursed tyrants crush ye ...
A Mixed Battle Song (Henry Lawson Poems)
Lo! the Boar's tail is salted, and the Kangaroo's exalted,And his right eye is extinguished by a man-o'-warsman's cap;He is ...
My Army, O, My Army! (Henry Lawson Poems)
My Army, O, my army! The time I dreamed of comes!I want to see your colours; I want to hear ...
The Firing-Line (Henry Lawson Poems)
They are creeping on through the cornfields yet, and they clamber amongst the rocks,Ere they rush to stab with the ...
The Three Kings [1] (Henry Lawson Poems)
The East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thusSouth-east by Fate and the Rising Sun ...
The Vanguard [11] (Henry Lawson Poems)
They say, in all kindness, I'm out of the hunt-Too old and too deaf to be sent to the Front.A ...
The Briny Grave (Henry Lawson Poems)
You wonder why so many would be buried in the sea,In this world of froth and bubble,But I don't wonder, ...
Otherside (Henry Lawson Poems)
SOMEWHERE in the mystic future, on the road to Paradise,There's a very pleasant country that I've dreamed of once or ...
Who’ll Wear the Beaten Colours? (Henry Lawson Poems)
WHO'LL WEAR the beaten colours-and cheer the beaten men?Who'll wear the beaten colours, till our time comes again?Where sullen crowds ...
The Lady of the Motor Car (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Lady of the Motor-car she stareth straight ahead;Her face is like the stone, my friend, her face is like ...
Young Kings and Old (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Young King fights in the trenches and the Old King fights in the rear-Because he is old and feeble, ...
What Have We All Forgotten? (Henry Lawson Poems)
WHAT have we all forgotten, at the break of the seventh year?With a nation born to the ages and a ...
The Soul of a Poet (Henry Lawson Poems)
I HAVE written, long years I have written For the sake of my people and right,I was true when the iron ...
When the Bush Begins to Speak (Henry Lawson Poems)
They know us not in England yet, their pens are overbold;We're seen in fancy pictures that are fifty years too ...
The Muscovy Duck (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE ROOSTER is a brainless dude, although he sports a crest,The hen's an awful fool we know, though hen-eggs are ...
Callaghan’s Hotel (Henry Lawson Poems)
There's the same old coaching stable that was used by Cobb and Co.,And the yard the coaches stood in more than ...
The Memories They Bring (Henry Lawson Poems)
I would never waste the hours Of the time that is mine own,Writing verses about flowers For their own sweet sakes alone;Gushing ...
‘On the Summit of Mt. Clarence’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
On the summit of Mount Clarence rotting slowly in the airStands a tall and naked flagstaff, relic of the Russian ...
The King (I) (Henry Lawson Poems)
AMONG the sons of Englishmen Full many feel like real tears,For, though he reigned but scarcely ten, He bore the burden many ...
The King (II) (Henry Lawson Poems)
And now a son has come againTo keep the peace or strike the blow,And have a long, great, glorious reign,Through ...