Poems by Henry Lawson
Those Foreign Engineers
... Theyll stir the foreign greasers up and prove from whence they came ...
Success
... Through dull, dumb days and brooding nights, ...
Eurunderee [Pt 1]
... And I thought of old things, and I thought of old folks, ...
The Cross-Roads
... Dear friends of mine who have been true, ...
The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards
... They had the shave and bought three suits (and startling suits in sooth), ...
Jack Cornstalk as a Drover
... Dry scrub and dusty clearing ...
I'd Back Again the World
... When friends on rocks are hurled ...
The Captain of the Push
... That which tailors know as `trousers' - known by him as `bloomin' bags' - ...
Only A Sod
... That Time has been soothing and docthring in vain ...
The Song of the Darling River
... `But in vain I have tried, ah! in vain I have tried ...
His Brothers Keeper
... By his worth in the light that shall search men ...
The Beauty and the Dude
... I dont know what theyre good for, ...
The Poets Of The Tomb
... For 'twould be lovely if their friends could grant the rest they crave - ...
'Possum' A Lay of New Chumland
... Then he sed, Well, theres the fencin, if yerll tramp it up from Perth, ...
Brother, Youll Take My Hand
... And the nights of Leicester Square: ...