Poems by Henry Lawson
A Mixed Battle Song
... But, since Peace and Right are squalling, Ill content myself with calling ...
Australia's Peril [The Warning]
... Who, because of the deer-parks and game-runs where her wheat-fields and pastures should be, ...
The Leader and the Bad Girl
... They had faith in the strength of a single man, when their fighting lines were weak, ...
When the Irish Flag Went By
... For drooping as twere drenched with tears ...
The Way I Treated Father [A Bush Song]
... Twas strange that I could eat with such ...
The Bush Girl
... Do you think, where, in place of bare fences, dry creeks, ...
William Street
... Tis William Street, the vague street, ...
As it was in the Beginning
... When our girls, disguised in boys clothes, go to die where strong men die ...
An Australian Advertisement
... Condemn The men who are frightened to look for work ...
The Blue Mountains
... And mellowed day comes o'er the place, ...
The Grog-an'Grumble Steeplechase
... "Terror!" "Dead heat!" they were shouting "Terror!" but the Screamer hung out ...
The Little Slit in the Tail
... Ive an inch-brimmed hat on my sun-burnt brow ...
If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine,
... ogether': I'm a prouder bird than you! Keep your patronage for others! Gold and station cannot hide ...
Here Died
... But they'll waste their breath in no empty boast, and they'll prove to the world their worth, ...
The Roaring Days
... From all the lands on earth! Oft when the camps were dreaming, ...
