Henry Lawson's Poetry, by title

• '39'

  I only  woke this morning
      To find the world is fair—

  54 lines, 1 comment
• 'Bound for the Lord-Knows-Where'

  'Where are you going with your horse and bike,
      And the townsfolk still at rest?

  76 lines
• 'Broken Axletree'

  On the Track of Grand Endeavour, on the long track out to Bourke,
  Past the Turn-Back, and past Howlong, and the pub at Sudden Jerk,

  17 lines
• 'Bush Hay'

  THE STAMP of Scotland is on his face,
      But he sailed to the South a lad,

  34 lines
• 'Everyone's Friend'

  “Nobody's enemy save his own”—
      (What shall it be in the end?)—

  12 lines, 1 comment
• 'Fall In, My Men, Fall In'

  The short hour's halt is ended,
  The red gone from the west,

  43 lines
• 'Flag of the Southern Cross'

  Sons of Australia, be loyal and true to her -
  Fling out the flag of the Southern Cross!

  62 lines, 2 comments
• 'Gettin' Back'

      When we've arrived by boat or rail, and feeling pretty well,
      And humped our heavy gladstones to the Grea

  46 lines
• 'GS' [or the Fourth Cook]

  He has notions of Australia from the tales that he’s been told—
  Land of leggings and revolvers, land of savages and gold;

  33 lines, 1 comment
• 'Here Died'

  There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home,
  For he hears a voice in the future call, and he trains for

  73 lines
• 'Jack Robertson'

  HOW OFT in public meetings past,
      Where sense was not and talk was loud,

  16 lines
• 'Knocking Around'

  WEARY old wife, with the bucket and cow,
  ‘How’s your son Jack? and where is he now?’

  26 lines
• 'Let’s Be Fools To-Night'

  We, three men of commerce,
      Striving wealth to raise,

  54 lines
• 'On the Summit of Mt. Clarence'

  On the summit of Mount Clarence rotting slowly in the air
  Stands a tall and naked flagstaff, relic of the Russian scare—

  19 lines
• 'Outside'

  I want to be lighting my pipe on deck,
      With my baggage safe below—

  15 lines
• 'Possum' A Lay of New Chumland

  SO YER trav’lin’ for yer pleasure while yer writin’ for the press?
  An’ yer huntin’ arter “copy”?—well, I’ve heer’d o’ that. I guess

  118 lines
• 'Sez You'

  When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet,
  And across the distant timber you can SEE the flowing heat;

  40 lines
• 'Shadows Before'

  "Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign
  On fair islands that we would command;

  16 lines
• 'Tambaroora Jim'

  He never drew a sword to fight a dozen foes alone,
  Nor gave a life to save a life no better than his own.

  60 lines
• 'The Seabolt's Volunteers'

  They towed the Seabolt down the stream,
      And through the harbour’s mouth;

  53 lines
• 'The Voice from Over Yonder'

      “Did she care as much as I did
          When our paths of Fate divided?

  26 lines
• 'The Water'

  LET OTHERS make the songs of love
      For our young struggling nation;

  52 lines
• 'Victor'

  AND his death came in December,
      When our summer was aglow—

  25 lines
• A Backward Glance

  IT IS well when you’ve lived in clover,
      To mourn for the days gone by—

  7 lines
• A Bush Girl

  She's milking in the rain and dark,
      As did her mother in the past.

  51 lines
• A Dan Yell

  I WISH I’d never gone to board
      In that house where I met

  52 lines
• A Derry on a Cove

  ’Twas in the felon’s dock he stood, his eyes were black and blue;
  His voice with grief was broken, and his nose was broken, too;

  17 lines
• A Dirge of Joy

  Oh! this is a joyful dirge, my friends, and this is a hymn of praise;
  And this is a clamour of Victory, and a pæan of Ancient Days.

  24 lines
• A Fantasy of War

  From Australia.
  OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!

  113 lines, 2 comments
• A Little Mistake

  ’Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum ‘trap’
      On the edge of the Never-Never,

  62 lines

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