The Heart of the Swag (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, the track through the scrub groweth ever more dreary, And lower and lower his grey head doth bow;For the swagman ...
Henry Lawson Poems (510 Poems)
The Little Czar (Henry Lawson Poems)
Oh, Great White Czar of Russia, who hid your face and ran,You've flung afar the grandest chance that ever came ...
The Song of the Waste-Paper Basket (Henry Lawson Poems)
O BARD of fortune, you deem me nought But a mark for your careless scorn.For I am the echo-less grave of ...
Grace Jennings Carmicheal (Henry Lawson Poems)
I hate the pen, the foolscap fair, The poet's corner, and the page,For Grief and Death are written there, In every land ...
‘The Voice from Over Yonder’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
"Did she care as much as I did When our paths of Fate divided? Was the love, then, all onesided-Did she understand ...
Who’s Dot Pulleteen? (Henry Lawson Poems)
To the Editor of The Albany ObserverDear Sir,Smarting from the effects of a neat back-hander administered to it by the ...
To-Morrow (Henry Lawson Poems)
When you're suffering hard for your sins, old man, When you wake to trouble and sleep ill-Oh, this is the clack ...
A Prouder Man Than You (Henry Lawson Poems)
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine,If you hint of higher breeding by a word ...
By Hut, Homestead And Shearing Shed, (Henry Lawson Poems)
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
Never, Never Land (Henry Lawson Poems)
By hut, homestead and shearing shed,By railroad, coach and track-By lonely graves where rest the dead,Up-Country and Out-Back:To where beneath ...
The Patteran (Henry Lawson Poems)
From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand;From back of the days of long ...
Cinderella (Henry Lawson Poems)
A lonely child with toil o'ertaxed, Sits Cinderella by the fire;Her limbs in weariness relaxed, And in her eyes a sad desire.But ...
The Spirits for Good (Henry Lawson Poems)
We come with peace and reason, We come with love and light,To banish black self-treason And everlasting night.We know no god nor ...
Next Door (Henry Lawson Poems)
Whenever I'm moving my furniture in Or shifting my furniture out-Which is nearly as often and risky as Sin In these days ...
The Cliffs (Henry Lawson Poems)
They sing of the grandeur of cliffs inland,But the cliffs of the ocean are truly grand;And I long to wander ...
Give yourself a Show: New Year’s Eve (Henry Lawson Poems)
TO my fellow sinners all, who, in hope and doubt,Through the Commonwealth to-night watch the Old Year out,New Year's Resolutions ...
The Patriotic League (Henry Lawson Poems)
BEHOLD! the biased foes of Right Are conscious of their danger,They're startled by the dawning light, So very long a stranger.And fearing ...
Heed Not! (Henry Lawson Poems)
Heed not the cock-sure tourist, Seeing with English eyes;Stroked at the banquet table Still, with the old stock lies-Pet of a social ...
The Vanguard [1] (Henry Lawson Poems)
While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips,And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships,While the ...
Trouble on the Selection (Henry Lawson Poems)
You lazy boy, you're here at last, You must be wooden-legged;Now, are you sure the gate is fast And all the sliprails ...
The Men Who Stuck To Me (Henry Lawson Poems)
They were men of many nations, they were men of many stations,They were men in many places, and of high ...
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 ...
Jack Cornstalk (Henry Lawson Poems)
I met with Jack Cornstalk in London to-day,He saw me and coo-eed from over the way.Oh! the solemn-faced Londoners stared ...
When Your Sins Come Home to Roost (Henry Lawson Poems)
When you fear the barber's mirror when you go to get a crop,Or in sorrow every morning comb your hair ...
The Light on the Wreck (Henry Lawson Poems)
Out there by the rocks, at the end of the bank,In the mouth of the river, the Wanderer sank.She is ...
The Imported Servant (Henry Lawson Poems)
The Blue Sky arches o'er mountain and valley, The scene is as fair as a scene can be,But I'm breaking my ...
Barta (Henry Lawson Poems)
Wide solemn eyes that question me, Wee hand that pats my head-Where only two have stroked before, And both of them are ...
The King of our Republic (Henry Lawson Poems)
He is coming! He is coming! without heralds, without cheers.He is coming! He is coming! and he's been with us ...
Lake Eliza (Henry Lawson Poems)
THE SAND was heavy on our feet, A Christmas sky was o'er us,And half a mile through dust and heat Lake 'Liza ...
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 ...