Poems by Henry Lawson
Wholl Wear the Beaten Colours?
... Theres one would look with startled eyes and shrink while I caressed, ...
The Drunkard's Vision
... And raves through half the dreadful night ...
Lay Your Ears Back and Fight
... An the slings an arrers fetch yer and you feel em pretty smart, ...
The Soul of a Poet
... While the truth of things thrilled through my being, ...
The Pink Carnation
... Oh, I thought that time could conquer, and I thought my heart would harden, ...
The Memories They Bring
... (Maddning drink and pride insane), ...
The Afterglow
... And though from spite and worldly things ...
But What's The Use
... Good Lord, theres nothing sadder, ...
Divorced
... From the ballroom glare as the night grows grey ...
The Separated Women
... And blackguards frightful low, ...
The Horse and Cart Ferry
... By the Drunks Boatthats right ...
Over the Ranges and Into the West
... Where each one you meet says, Good day, mate, good day ...
Genoa
... Save when the knife goes straight, and then ...
The Lady of the Motor Car
... She says, To the Aus-traliah, John! and Home when she hath been ...
A Backward Glance
... Not I! But, knowing the false from the real, ...
