Poems by Henry Lawson
The Bulletin Hotel
... But theres many a drink unpaid for, many sticks of borrowed weed ...
That Pretty Girl in the Army
... With a head thats full of jingles and the fumes of bottled beer ...
The Bush Fire
... And Dunn was the best in the whole damned force! says a client of Dunns, with pride ...
The Men Who Made Australia
... Therell be majahs from the counter, tailors dummies from the fleet, ...
The Scots [A Dirge]
... An tak a youve got ...
Write by Return
... . . . Write by return ...
Stand by the Engines
... And the old folks are chatting on deck-seats and chairs, ...
The Babies of Walloon
... Speak their names in tones that linger, just as though you held them dear ...
The Men Who Made Bad Matches
... Seen their wives false arms go round them, and the kisses that were lies ...
The Black Tracker (Or: Why He Lost The Track)
... Right well he knew that he could trace, ...
O Cupid, Cupid; Get Your Bow!
... There comes the squatters daughter ...
The Lily of St Leonards
... Twas the world-star of the rovers, ...
The Black Bordered Letter
... As they told me, just too late!) ...
As Good as New
... Oh, this is a song for the black sheep, for the black sheep that fled from town, ...
Till All the Bad Things Came Untrue
... Through black-ridged wastes of weirdest woe, ...
