Poems by Henry Lawson
As far as your Rifles Cover
... Till the future is proved, and the past is bribed from the son of the land's dead lover ...
Ben Duggan
... Roll up at Talbragar!' At all the shanties round the place they'd heard his horse's tramp, ...
Past Carin'
... Through childbirth, sickness, hurt, and blight, ...
The Loveable Characters
... They were all forty-five and were orphans, they said, ...
The Drover's Sweetheart
... He'd come through miles of slush and mud, ...
When the Children Come Home
... Yet she says: `They might come when the shearing is done, ...
Australia's Peril
... ke your own cloth, machines, and guns!Clear out the Calico Jimmy, the nigger, the Chow, and his pals ...
On the March
... Oh! I wish the storm had found me more than fifteen years ago! Bear the olden banner still! ...
In the Storm that is to come
... cricket match!There's a gutter of mud where there spread a flood from the land-long western creeks, ...
The City Bushman
... True, the bush `hath moods and changes' -- and the bushman hath 'em, too, ...
Republican Pioneers
... Our cry of "Australia only"! And we'll sleep sound in Australian ground, ...
To Be Amused
... Might, aye, have fair girls for their lusts! With land and life and race at stake ...
The Never-Never Country
... Your own land is the best! And, lest at ease I should forget ...
The Men We Might Have Been
... Those friends who think they know me -- ...
Middleton's Rouseabout
... In the land of cattle and sheep, ...
