Brighten’s Sister-In-Law [or The Carrier’s Story] (Henry Lawson Poems)
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I'd camped with the team; and the ...
AT A POINT where the old road crosses The river, and turns to the right,I'd camped with the team; and the ...
I SCORN the man-a fool at most, And ignorant and blind-Who loves to go about and boast "He understands mankind."I thought I ...
From Australia.OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!The King is in his trenches, the millionaire ...
I.We wrote and sang of a bush we never Had known in youth in the Western land;Of the dear old homes ...
Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens,With a tennis ground and terrace, and a flagstaff in ...
Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn't the slightest hint,But he comes to me as a little ...
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
The night came down thro' Deadman's Gap, Where the ghostly saplings bentBefore a wind that tore the fly From many a digger's ...
He shall live to the end of this mad old world, he has lived since the world began,He never has ...
THERE ARE three lank bards in a borrowed room- Ah! The number is one too few-They have deemed their home and ...
The President to Kingdoms, As in the Days of Old;The King to the Republic, As it had been foretold.They could not read ...
LET OTHERS make the songs of love For our young struggling nation;But I will sing while e'er I live The Songs of ...
I'VE done with joys an' misery, An' why should I repine?There's no one knows the past but me An' that ol' dog ...
The breezes waved the silver grass, Waist-high along the siding,And to the creek we ne'er could pass Three boys on bare-back riding;Beneath ...
A lonely young wife In her dreaming discerns A lily-decked pool With a border of ferns, And a beautiful child, With butterfly wings,Trips down to ...
THERE'S a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory Comes from Beenleigh on the Logan, but we don't know ...
He was lengthsman on the railway, and his station scarce deservedThat "pre-eminence in sorrow" of the Majesty he served,But as dear ...
I met her on the Lachlan Side —A darling girl I thought her,And ere I left I swore I'd winThe ...
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 ...
ARMING down along the stream, Along the sparkling water,And past the pool where lilies gleam, There comes the squatter's daughter.Her eyes are ...
It was a week from Christmas-time, As near as I remember, And half a year since, in the rear, We'd ...
Ten miles down Reedy River A pool of water lies, And all the year it mirrors The changes in the ...
Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; A lantern in the stable; a jingle now and then; ...
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 ...
By our place in the midst of the furthest seas we were fated to stand alone - When the nations ...
Above the ashes straight and tall, Through ferns with moisture dripping, I climb beneath the sandstone wall, My feet on ...
The squatter saw his pastures wide Decrease, as one by one The farmers moving to the west Selected on his ...
Have you seen the bush by moonlight, from the train, go running by? Blackened log and stump and sapling, ghostly ...
I met her on the Lachlan Side -- A darling girl I thought her, And ere I left I swore ...
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