Poems by Henry Lawson
The Squatter, Three Cornstalks, and the Well
... Singing (more dismally than ever): Sin and sorrer, s-i-n and sor-r-r-r-rer! ...
Reedy River
... Across the rocky bars But of the hut I builded ...
The Wattle
... I've fought it through the world since then, ...
Cherry- Tree Inn
... Save the glimmer of stars, or the moon's pallid streams, ...
Send Round the Hat
... "If a mans in a hole you must pass round the hat ...
In The Days When The World Was Wide
... ight till the world grows wide!' The world shall yet be a wider world -- for the tokens are manifest ...
The Vagabond
... . . . . . The sailors say 'twill be rough to-night, ...
Borderland
... ner tramping ever onward thro' it all! I am back from up the country -- up the country where I went ...
The Man Who Raised Charlestown
... Then they strained their ears to listen through the church-bells' startled chime ...
The Professional Wanderer
... When the girls no longer kiss you, crying Jack! how you have changed! ...
Corny Bill
... I've heard bush-wimmin scream an' squall -- ...
Queen Hilda of Virland
... Of our young silly queen! "Good faith! in her old great-aunt's time ...
The Wander-Light
... " And my dreams are strange dreams, are day dreams, are grey dreams, ...
Cameron's Heart
... I'LL STICK TAE TH' HAUN'LE -- OR DEE!' And those were the last words he uttered ...
The Paroo
... " "But where," said I, " 's the blooming stream ...
