With Dickens (Henry Lawson Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
A son of elder sons I am, Whose boyhood days were cramped and scant,Through ages of domestic sham And family lies and ...
While they struggle on exhausted, While they plough through bog and flood,While they drag their sick and wounded Where the tracks are ...
THERE ARE three lank bards in a borrowed room- Ah! The number is one too few-They have deemed their home and ...
We, three men of commerce, Striving wealth to raise,See but little promise In the coming days;Though our hearts are brittle, Hardened near to ...
They are creeping on through the cornfields yet, and they clamber amongst the rocks,Ere they rush to stab with the ...
The Young King fights in the trenches and the Old King fights in the rear-Because he is old and feeble, ...
A long farewell to Genoa That rises to the skies,Where the barren coast of Italy Like our own coastline lies.A sad farewell ...
IN THE days that will be olden after many years are gone,Ere the world emerged from darkness floating out into ...
When you fear the barber's mirror when you go to get a crop,Or in sorrow every morning comb your hair ...
THERE'S such a lot of work to do, for such a troubled head!I'm scribbling this against a book, with foolscap ...
The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow, For little is new where ...
They have eaten their fill at your tables spread, Like friends since the land was won; And they rise with ...
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