Poems by Henry Lawson
Australian Engineers
... eather, and Brum-magem goods and slops For thin, white-faced Australians to sell in our sordid shops ...
Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers
... If you swear there's not a country like the land that gave you birth, ...
The Wreck Of The `Derry Castle'
... . . . . . Ocean's salty tongues are licking ...
Fall In, My Men, Fall In
... Through rifts where storm clouds thin! ...
The Lights of Cobb & Co.
... uses--where convicts made the bricks--- Scrub-yards and new bark shanties, we dash with five and six ...
The Christ of the 'Never'
... By his worth in the light that shall search men ...
Shadows Before
... "Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign ...
Knocked Up
... For it's trampin', trampin', tra-a-mpin' thro' hell across the plain, ...
I'll tell you what you Wanderers
... But be forced from that fond clasp, from that last clinging kiss- ...
On the Wallaby
... Where he loses his friends when his cheque is knocked down ...
The Song of Australia
... The White world shall know its young outpost with pride ...
The Sliprails And The Spur
... And, 'Good-bye, Mary!' 'Good-bye, Jim!'Oh, he rides hard to race the pain ...
Black Bonnet
... As she had clasped -- come smiles come tears, ...
Since Then
... And who meet -- `Good-day', and who part -- `Good-day', ...
The League of Nations
... rcoal treaties that none can tear: Truth that goes higher than airships and deeper than submarines, ...
