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Henry Lawson 17 June 1867 - 2 September 1922 Poetry Listing Read More About Henry Lawson below poetry list Poem Title First Lines Period # Lines # Reads 1: 'GS' or the Fourth Cook He has notions of Australia from the tales that he’s been told, 30 832 2: 1891 Now, Yankee inventors can beat a retreat, Kangaroo Power 30 1144 3: 39 I only woke this morning 48 2758 4: A Backward Glance It is well when you’ve lived in clover, 1897 8 1925 5: A Bush Girl She's milking in the rain and dark, 48 1040 6: A Dan Yell I wish I’d never gone to board 48 2549 7: A Derry On A Cove Twas in the felon’s dock he stood, his eyes were black and blue; 16 837 8: A Fantasy Of War Oh, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come! 102 817 9: A Little Mistake Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum ‘trap’ 52 911 10: A Mate Can Do No Wrong We learnt the creed at Hungerford, 24 969 11: A May Night On The Mountains Tis a wonderful time when these hours begin, 32 814 12: A Mixed Battle Song Lo! the Boar’s tail is salted, and the Kangaroo’s exalted, 33 841 13: A New John Bull A tall, slight, English gentleman, 48 858 14: A Prouder Man Than You If you fancy that your people came of better stock than mine, 20 845 15: A Slight Misunderstanding At The Jasper Gate Oh, do you hear the argument, far up above the skies? 40 1202 16: A Song For The Sydney Poor or, The Australian Marseillaise Sing the strong, proud song of Labour, 60 749 17: A Song Of Brave Men Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave?, 60 1225 18: A Song Of Brave Men Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave?, 60 860 19: A Song Of The Republic Sons of the South, awake! arise! 24 1187 20: A Song Of The Republic Sons of the South, awake! arise! 1887 24 778 21: A Study In The 'Nood' He was bare we don’t want to be rude 39 1187 22: A Voice From The City On western plain and eastern hill 64 1265 23: A Word From The Bards It is New Year’s Day and I rise to state that here on the Sydney side 30 2200 24: A Word To Texas Jack Texas Jack, you are amusin’. By Lord Harry, how I laughed 64 1152 25: Above Crow’s Nest - Sydney A blanket low and leaden, 64 2344 26: Above Eurunderee There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, 30 1211 27: Above Lavender Bay Tis glorious morning everywhere 48 1183 28: After All The brooding ghosts of Australian night have gone from the bush and town; 1323 29: An Interlude Of Peace - The Fairy West We wrote and sang of a bush we never 114 1244 30: An Interlude of Peace. The Fairy West We wrote and sang of a bush we never 68 763 31: And The Bairns Will Come So you’ve seen at last what we have seen so long through scalding tears: 24 1113 32: And What Have You To Say I mind the days when ladies fair 44 2349 33: Andy's Gone With Cattle Our Andy's gone to battle now 32 1184 34: Andy's Return With pannikins all rusty, 40 1122 35: Antony Villa Over there, above the jetty, stands the mansion of the Vardens, 68 1117 36: As far As Your Rifles Cover Do you think, you slaves of a thousand years to poverty, wealth and pride, 8 1186 37: As Good As New Oh, this is a song of the old lights, that came to my heart like a hymn; 20 1123 38: As Ireland Wore The Green By right of birth in southern land I send my warning forth. 72 782 39: As It Was In The Beginning As it was in the beginning, so we’ll find it in the end, 16 1081 40: At The Beating Of A Drum Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong, 12 1065 41: At The Tug-0-War Twas in a tug-of-war where I, the guvnor’s hope and pride, 24 1024 42: Australia's Peril (The Warning) We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, 28 1108 43: Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers While you use your best endeavour to immortalise in verse 16 979 44: Australian Engineers Ah, well! but the case seems hopeless, and the pen might write in vain; 32 976 45: Ballad Of The Drover Across the stony ridges, 88 1107 46: Barta Wide solemn eyes that question me, 32 992 47: Beaten Back Beaten back in sad dejection, 1888 28 778 48: Before We Were Married Blacksoil plains were grey soil, grey soil in the drought. 16 2688 49: Ben Boyd's Tower Ben Boyd's Tower is watching, 40 1011 50: Ben Duggan Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began, 60 939 51: Bill And Jim Fall Out Bill and Jim are mates no longer, they would scorn the name of mate, 36 1043 52: Billy Of Queensland Queensland,” he heads his letters, that’s all: 32 1022 53: Billys 'Square Affair' Long Bill, the captain of the push, was tired of his estate, 44 986 54: Black Bonnet A day of seeming innocence, 104 976 55: Bobbie’s Statue Grown tired of mourning for my sins, 1905 56 786 56: Bonnie New South Wales It surely cannot be too soon, and never is too late, 16 743 57: Booth's Drum They were “ratty” they were hooted by the meanest and the least, 72 1002 58: Borderland I am back from up the country, very sorry that I went, 1892 54 1678 59: Bound For The Lord-Knows-Where Where are you going with your horse and bike, 70 2232 60: Bourke I’ve followed all my tracks and ways,from old bark school to Leicester Square, 56 772 61: Break O’ Day You love me, you say, and I think you do, 40 831 62: Brighten’s Sister-In-Law or, The Carrier’s Story At a point where the old road crosses 1889 200 760 63: Broken Axletree On the Track of Grand Endeavour, on the long track out to Bourke, 16 727 64: Brother, You’ll Take My Hand Not to the sober and staid, 1903 60 781 65: Bush Hay The stamp of Scotland is on his face, 32 2050 66: But What's The Use But what’s the use of writing ‘bush’, 48 819 67: By Hut, Homestead And Shearing Shed, By hut, homestead and shearing shed, 40 798 68: Cameron's Heart The diggings were just in their glory when Alister Cameron came, 42 813 69: Captain Von Esson Of The “Sebastopol” Of his beauty, or stature, or colour of hair I hadn’t the slightest hint, 52 727 70: Cherry-Tree Inn The rafters are open to sun, moon, and star, 36 771 71: Cinderella A lonely child, with toil o’ertaxed, 1889 32 828 72: Clinging Back When you see a man come walking down through George Street loose and free, 42 814 73: Constable M‘Carty’s Investigations Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders 104 721 74: Coomera There's a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory 1891 20 788 75: Corny Bill His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth, 64 738 76: Cromwell They took dead Cromwell from his grave, 88 774 77: Cypher Seven "07" The nearer camp fires lighted, 88 2205 78: Dan Wasn’t Thrown From His Horse They say he was thrown and run over, 1891 24 799 79: Dan, The Wreck Tall, and stout, and solid-looking, 97 835 80: Dawgs Of War Comes the British bulldog first, solid as a log, 68 807 81: Days When We Went Swimming The breezes waved the silver grass, 40 807 82: Divorced Two couples are drifting the self-same way 32 1409 83: Do You Think That I Do Not Know? They say that I never have written of love, 56 801 84: Down The River I’ve done with joys an’ misery, 40 816 85: Eureka Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, 75 756 86: Eurunderee There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, 30 716 87: Every Man Should Have A Rifle So I sit and write and ponder, while the house is deaf and dumb, 12 815 88: Everyone's Friend Nobody's enemy save his own”, 12 758 89: Faces In The Street They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone 91 1018 90: Fall In, My Men, Fall In The short hour's halt is ended, 40 757 91: Fighting Hard Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea; 31 766 92: Flag Of The Southern Cross Sons of Australia, be loyal and true to her, 56 748 93: For All the Land to See (A Song Of The Tools) The cross-cut and the crowbar cross, and hang them on the wall, 18 1430 94: For Australia Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, 30 776 95: For He Was A Jolly Good Fellow They cheered him from the wharf, it was a glorious day: 30 1536 96: For'ard It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, 87 753 97: Foreign Lands You may roam the wide seas over, follow, meet, and cross the sun, 43 752 98: Freedom On The Wallaby Australia's a big country 40 712 99: Freedom on the Wallaby Our fathers toiled for bitter bread 1891 24 727 100: From The Bush The Channel fog has lifted, 40 761 101: From The Lanes Of ‘Loo Or, The Cab Lamps The crescent moon and clock tower are fair above the wall 28 1065 102: Genoa A long farewell to Genoa 40 815 103: Gipsy Too If they missed my face in Farmers’ Arms 40 732 104: Give Yourself A Show (New Years Eve) To my fellow sinners all, who, in hope and doubt, 24 1452 105: Golden Gully No one lives in Golden Gully, for its golden days are o’er, 42 770 106: Grace Jennings Carmicheal I hate the pen, the foolscap fair, 32 742 107: Grey Wolves Grey The Russian march is soft and slow, 38 743 108: Hannah Thomburn They lifted her out of a story 104 2365 109: He Had So Much Work To Do Tell a simple little story of a settler in the West, 40 765 110: He Mourned His Master The theme is ancient as the hills, 1890 156 724 111: Heed Not! Heed not the cock-sure tourist, 32 711 112: Here Died There's many a schoolboy's bat and ball that are gathering dust at home, 60 743 113: Here's Luck Old Time is tramping close to-day, you hear his bluchers fall, 32 2481 114: He’s Gone To England For A Wife He's gone to England for a wife 1889 24 761 115: How The Land Was Won The future was dark and the past was dead 64 2183 116: Hymn Of The Reformers By the bodies and minds and souls that rot in a common sty 1887 24 757 117: I'd Back Agen The World She's not like an empress, 60 2200 118: I'll Tell You What You Wanderers I'll tell you what you wanderers, who drift from town to town; 8 1528 119: In Answer To "Banjo," And Otherwise. (The City Bushman) It was pleasant up the country, Mr. Banjo, where you went, 1892 112 1037 120: In Possum Land In Possum Land the nights are fair, 8 2659 121: In The Day's When We Are Dead Listen! The end draws nearer, 36 2728 122: In The Days When The World Was Wide The world is narrow and ways are short, and our lives are dull and slow 56 1402 123: In The Height Of Fashion So at last a toll they’ll levy 1458 124: In The Storm That Is To Come By our place in the midst of the furthest seas we were fated to stand alone, 32 2456 125: In The Street Where the needle-woman toils 30 2295 126: Interlude - A Dirge Of Joy Oh! this is a joyful dirge, my friends, and this is a hymn of praise; 22 1365 127: Interlude - Callaghan's Hotel There's the same old coaching stable that was used by Cobb and Co 20 1427 128: Interlude - Next Door Whenever I’m moving my furniture in 27 1376 129: Interlude. A Dirge of Joy Oh! this is a joyful dirge, my friends, and this is a hymn of praise; 22 742 130: Interlude. Callaghan’s Hotel There's the same old coaching stable that was used by Cobb and Co., 20 663 131: Interlude. Next Door Whenever I’m moving my furniture in 27 829 132: Ireland Shall Rebel While tyrants rule the land, 1890 30 805 133: I’m An Older Man Than You When you’ve managed with the tailor for a rig-out of a sort 24 1424 134: Jack Cornstalk I met with Jack Cornstalk in London to-day, 24 2195 135: Jack Dunn Of Nevertire It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, 72 1413 136: Jack Robertson How oft in public meetings past, 1891 16 742 137: John Cornstalk John Cornstalk lives in the Southern Land, 1890 32 1158 138: Johnson’s Wonder I’d been right round by overlands to see the world and life, 48 1289 139: Joseph’s Dreams And Reuben’s Brethren (A Recital In Six Chapters) I cannot blame old Israel yet, 1905 976 960 140: Keeping His First Wife Now It's oh! for a rivet in marriage bonds, 56 1113 141: Knocked Up I'm lyin' on the barren ground that's baked and cracked with drought, 32 2484 142: Knockin' Around Weary old wife, with the bucket and cow, 26 1359 143: Lachlan Side Region of damper and junk and tea, 1888 38 940 144: Lake Eliza The sand was heavy on our feet, 32 949 145: Laughing And Sneering What though the world does me ill turns 1889 8 904 146: Let’s Be Fools To-Night or, The Three Partners We, three men of commerce, 1888 48 865 147: Lily I scorn the man, a fool at most, 1890 216 849 148: MaCleay Street And Red Rock Lane MaCleay Street looks to Mosman, 72 1147 149: Marshall's Mate You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn, 70 1473 150: Mary Called Him 'Mister' They'd parted but a year before, she never thought he’d come, 24 1355 151: Mary Lemaine Jim Duff was a ‘native,’as wild as could be; 42 1398 152: Middleton's Rouseabout Tall and freckled and sandy, 28 1320 153: Mostly Slavonic It was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bag 253 1102 154: Mount Bukaroo Only one old post is standing, 56 1181 155: My Army, O, My Army! My Army, O, my army! The time I dreamed of comes! 35 1102 156: My Father-In-Law And I My father-in-law is a careworn man, 24 1122 157: My Land And I They have eaten their fill at your tables spread, 48 1091 158: My Literary Friend Once I wrote a little poem which I thought was very fine, 20 1087 159: My Wife’s Second Husband The world goes round, old fellow, 48 1138 160: Nemesis It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt, 1904 48 898 161: Never, Never Land By hut, homestead and shearing shed, 40 1168 162: New Life, New Love The breezes blow on the river below, 24 1103 163: Nineteen Nine There's a light out there in the nearer east 20 1107 164: O Cupid, Cupid; Get Your Bow! Arming down along the stream, 1889 20 844 165: O'Hara, J.P. James Patrick O'Hara the Justice of Peace, 73 1122 166: Old North Sydney They're shifting old North Sydney, 1904 32 786 167: Old Stone Chimney The rising moon on the peaks was blending 88 1054 168: Old Tunes When friends are listening round me, Jack, to hear my dying breath, 1897 12 777 169: On The March So the time seems come at last, 42 670 170: On The Night Train Have you seen the bush by moonlight, from the train, go running by? 15 746 171: On The Summit Of Mount Clarence On the summit of Mount Clarence rotting slowly in the air 1890 18 747 172: On The Wallaby Now the tent poles are rotting, the camp fires are dead, 36 768 173: One Hundred And Three With the frame of a man, and the face of a boy, and a manner strangely wild, 124 731 174: One-Man-One-Vote ONE-MAN-ONE-VOTE!” You hear the people shouting. 1891 20 756 175: Only A Sod It's only a sod, but ’twill break me ould heart 1887 20 681 176: Our Mistress And Our Queen We set no right above hers, 169 1064 177: Out On The Roofs Of Hell Sing us a song in this cynical age, 1898 40 724 178: Outback The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, 40 700 179: Outside I want to be lighting my pipe on deck, 16 728 180: Over The Ranges And Into The West Let others sing praise of their sea-girted isles, 1890 16 702 181: Past Carin' Now up and down the siding brown 60 676 182: Peddling Round The World When at first in foreign parts 96 685 183: Peter Anderson And Co. He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, 129 655 184: Pigeon Toes A dusty clearing in the scrubs 100 686 185: Possum - A Lay Of Newchumland So yer trav’lin’ for yer pleasure while yer writin’ for the press? 1890 105 669 186: Poverty I hate this grinding poverty, 1897 16 752 187: Queen Hilda Of Virland Queen Hilda rode along the lines, 159 762 188: Rain In The Mountains The Valley's full of misty cloud, 16 856 189: Reedy River Ten miles down Reedy River 64 712 190: Rejected She says she’s very sorry, as she sees you to the gate; 44 728 191: Republican Pioneers We're marching along, we're gath'ring strong' 27 726 192: Riding Round The Lines Dust and smoke against the sunrise out where grim disaster lurks 48 694 193: Rise Ye! Rise Ye! Rise Ye! rise ye! noble toilers! claim your rights with fire and steel! 28 693 194: Robbie's Statue Grown tired of mourning for my sins, 56 740 195: Ruth All is well, in a prison, to-night, and the warders are crying ‘All’s Well!’ 244 763 196: Sacred To The Memory Of “Unknown” Oh, the wild black swans fly westward still, 30 2283 197: Said Grenfell To My Spirit Said Grenfell to my spirit, "You’ve been writing very free 12 2474 198: Said The Kaiser To The Spy Now tell me what can England do?” 56 2285 199: Saint Peter Now, I think there is a likeness 'twixt St Peter's life and mine 20 2329 200: Say Goodbye When Your Chum Is Married Now this is a rhyme that might well be carried 16 2255 201: Scots Of The Riverina The boy cleared out to the city from his home at harvest time, 20 2198 202: Seaweed, Tussock And Fern Emblems of storm and danger, 12 1392 203: Second Class Wait Here At suburban railway stations, you may see them as you pass, 31 2347 204: Send Round The Hat Now this is the creed from the Book of the Bush, 4 1398 205: Sez You When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, 37 1412 206: Shadows Before Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign 1370 207: Shearers No church-bell rings them from the Track, 40 1368 208: Sheoaks That Sigh When The Wind Is Still Why are the sheoaks forever sighing? 22 1334 209: Since The Cities Are The Cities Fools can parrot-cry the prophet when the proof is close at hand, 44 1103 210: Since Then I met Jack Ellis in town to-day, 80 1347 211: Skaal While they struggle on exhausted, 64 1347 212: Skeleton Flat Here's never a bough to be tossed in the breeze, 1890 32 780 213: Somewhere Up In Queensland He's somewhere up in Queensland, 48 1372 214: Song Of The Dardanelles The Wireless tells and the cable tells 49 1376 215: Song Of The Dardanelles The wireless tells and the cable tells 49 725 216: Song Of The Old Bullock-Driver Far back in the days when the blacks used to ramble 56 1484 217: Song Of The Old Bullock-Driver Far back in the days when the blacks used to ramble 56 688 218: Stand by the Engines On the moonlighted decks there are children at play, 1890 24 674 219: Success Did you see that man riding past, 24 1345 220: Sweeney It was somewhere in September, and the sun was going down, 68 1350 221: Sweethearts Wait On Every Shore She sits beside the tinted tide, 1890 8 782 222: Sydney Town In ’91 Let us sing a song as not a 1891 104 704 223: Sydney-Side Where's the steward?, Bar-room steward? Berth? Oh, any berth will do, 32 1113 224: Take It Fightin’ When you’ve got no chance at all, 20 1071 225: Taking His Chance They stood by the door of the Inn on the Rise; 42 1194 226: Tambaroora Jim He never drew a sword to fight a dozen foes alone, 54 1192 227: That Great Waiting Silence Where shall we go for prophecy? Where shall we go for proof? 28 979 228: That There Dog O' Mine Macquarie the shearer had met with an accident. 15 1137 229: The 'Soldier Birds' I mind the river from Mount Frome 104 1151 230: The Afterglow Oh, for the fire that used to glow 64 1111 231: The Alleys I was welcome in a palace when the ball was at my feet, 70 1146 232: The Army Of The Rear I listened through the music and the sounds of revelry, 56 1325 233: The Australian Marseillaise or, A Song For The Sydney Poor Sing the strong, proud song of Labour, 60 743 234: The Author's Farewell To The Bushmen Some carry their swags in the Great North-West, 24 1068 235: The Babies Of Walloon He was lengthsman on the railway, and his station scarce deserved 20 821 236: The Ballad Of Mabel Clare Ye children of the Land of Gold, 136 1076 237: The Ballad Of The Drover Across the stony ridges, 1889 88 769 238: The Ballad Of The Elder Son A son of elder sons I am, 200 1109 239: The Ballad Of The Rousabout A Rouseabout of rouseabouts, from any land, or none, 56 1046 240: The Bard Of Furthest Out He longed to be a Back-Blocks Bard, 80 1082 241: The Bards Who Lived At Manly The camp of high-class spielers, 152 987 242: The Battling Days So, sit you down in a straight-backed chair, with your pipe and your wife content, 24 1018 243: The Beauty And The Dude A fresh sweet-scented beauty 1891 16 743 244: The Bill Of The Ages He shall live to the end of this mad old world, he has lived since the world began, 36 1059 245: The Black Bordered Letter An’ SO ’e’s dead in London, 52 1038 246: The Black Tracker or, Why He Lost The Track There was a tracker in the force 1890 28 671 247: The Blue Mountains Above the ashes straight and tall, 28 1065 248: The Bonny Port Of Sydney The lovely Port of Sydney 24 1034 249: The Boss Over The Board When he’s over a rough and unpopular shed, 63 1059 250: The Boss's Boots The Shearers squint along the pens, they squint along the ‘shoots;’ 60 1026 251: The Brass Well Tis a legend of the bushmen from the days of Cunningham, 24 1039 252: The Briny Grave You wonder why so many would be buried in the sea, 44 906 253: The Bulletin Hotel I was drifting in the drizzle past the Cecil in the Strand, 32 909 254: The Bursting Of The Boom The shipping-office clerks are ‘short,’ the manager is gruff, 58 896 255: The Bush Beyond The Range From Crow’s Nest here by Sydney town 56 1024 256: The Bush Fire Ah, better the thud of the deadly gun, and the crash of the bursting shell, 48 944 257: The Bush Girl So you rode from the range where your brothers “select,” 32 1024 258: The Cab Lamps Or, From The Lanes Of ‘Loo The crescent moon and clock tower are fair above the wall 28 1215 259: The Cambaroora Star So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new 130 860 260: The Captain Of The Push As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, 72 869 261: The Captains The Captains sailed from all the World, from all the world and Spain; 58 975 262: The Carrier’s Story or, Brighten’s Sister-In-Law At a point where the old road crosses 1889 200 631 263: The Cattle-Dog's Death The Plains lay bare on the homeward route, 36 913 264: The Christ Of The 'Never' With eyes that are narrowed to pierce 36 945 265: The City Bushman It was pleasant up the country, Mr. Banjo, where you went, 122 861 266: The Cliffs They sing of the grandeur of cliffs inland, 28 896 267: The Cockney Soul From Woolwich and Brentford and Stamford Hill, from Richmond into the Strand, 28 835 268: The Cross Roads Once more I write a line to you, 32 856 269: The Crucifixion They sunk a post into the ground 91 921 270: The Day Before I Die There's such a lot of work to do, for such a troubled head! 12 1088 271: The Days When We went Swimming The breezes waved the silver grass, 40 714 272: The Distant Drum Republicans! the time is coming! 1887 24 664 273: The Dons Of Spain The Eagle screams at the beck of trade, so Spain, as the world goes round, 24 750 274: The Drover's Sweetheart An hour before the sun goes down 64 755 275: The Drovers Shrivelled leather, rusty buckles, and the rot is in our knuckles, 30 767 276: The Drums Of Battersea They can’t hear in West o’ London, where the worst dine with the best, 42 734 277: The Drums Of Battersea They can’t hear in West o’ London, where the worst dine with the best, 42 615 278: The Drunkard's Vision A public parlour in the slums, 40 794 279: The Empty Glass There are three lank bards in a borrowed room, 56 1060 280: The Federal City Oh! the folly, the waste, and the pity! Oh, the time that is flung behind! 24 1084 281: The Fight At Eureka Stockade Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, 76 681 282: The Fire At Ross's Farm The squatter saw his pastures wide 120 674 283: The Firing-Line They are creeping on through the cornfields yet, and they clamber amongst the rocks, 24 710 284: The Flour Bin By Lawson's Hill, near Mudgee, 48 731 285: The Foreign Drunk When you get tight in foreign lands 40 696 286: The Free Selector's Daughter I met her on the Lachlan Side, 32 711 287: The Friends Of The Fallen fortunes The battlefield behind us, 88 712 288: The Gathering Of The Brown-Eyed The brown eyes came from Asia, where all mystery is true, 36 1064 289: The Gentlemen Of Dickens The gentlemen of Dickens 1909 48 709 290: The Ghost Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide, 48 753 291: The Ghost At The Second Bridge You'd call the man a senseless fool, 128 747 292: The Glass On The Bar Three bushmen one morning rode up to an inn, 30 735 293: The God-Forgotten Election PAT M‘DURMER brought the tidings to the town of God-Forgotten : 64 687 294: The Good Old Concertina Twas merry when the hut was full 1891 24 635 295: The Good Samaritan He comes from out the ages dim, 136 725 296: The Great Grey Plain Out West, where the stars are brightest, 64 712 297: The Green-Hand Rouseabout Call this hot? I beg your pardon. Hot!, you don’t know what it means. 44 697 298: The Grog-an'Grumble Steeplechase Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble 48 737 299: The Heart Of Australia When the wars of the world seemed ended, and silent the distant drum, 40 725 300: The Heart Of The Swag Oh, the track through the scrub groweth ever more dreary, 24 651 301: The Horse And Cart Ferry It was old Jerry Brown, 79 715 302: The Hymn Of The Socialists By the bodies and minds and souls that rot in a common stye 24 692 303: The Imported Servant The Blue Sky arches o’er mountain and valley, 24 691 304: The Iron Wedding Rings In these days of peace and money, free to all the Commonweal, 48 1079 305: The Jolly Dead March If I ever be worthy or famous, 75 1007 306: The King Among the sons of Englishmen 24 1108 307: The King And Queen And I Oh, Scotty, have you visited the Picture Gallery, 24 1027 308: The King Of Our Republic He is coming! He is coming! without heralds, without cheers. 20 1013 309: The Labour Agitator Let the liar call me liar, 1891 64 853 310: The Lady Of The Motor Car The Lady of the Motor-car she stareth straight ahead; 28 1067 311: The Last Review Turn the light down, nurse, and leave me, while I hold my last review, 80 1043 312: The Leader And The Bad Girl Because he had sinned and suffered, because he loved the land, 1903 48 895 313: The League Of Nations Light on the towns and cities, and peace for evermore! 42 1021 314: The Legend Of Cooee Gully The night came down thro’ Deadman’s Gap, 68 1068 315: The Legend Of Mammon Castle In the days that will be olden after many years are gone, 1889 24 857 316: The Light On The Wreck Out there by the rocks, at the end of the bank, 24 914 317: The Lights Of Cobb & Co Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; 48 879 318: The Lily And The Bee I Looked upon the lilies 24 850 319: The Lily Of St Leonards Tis sunrise over Watson, 36 1067 320: The Little Czar Oh, Great White Czar of Russia, who hid your face and ran, 24 838 321: The Little Native Rose There is a lasting little flower, 12 1112 322: The Little Slit In The Tail I’m glad that the Bushmen can’t see me now 1909 20 882 323: The Loveable Characters I long for the streets but the Lord knoweth best, 32 857 324: The Man From Waterloo It was the Man from Waterloo, 72 822 325: The Man Who Raised Charlestown They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George, 80 904 326: The March Of Ivan Are you coming, Ivan, coming?, Ah, the ways are long and slow, 68 857 327: The Memories They Bring I would never waste the hours 32 919 328: The Men We Might Have Been When God's wrath-cloud is o'er me, 32 896 329: The Men Who Come Behind There's a class of men (and women) who are always on their guard, 32 859 330: The Men Who Live It Down I have sinned, like others, blindly, without thought and without fear, 24 827 331: The Men Who Made Australia There'll be royal times in Sydney for the Cuff and Collar Push, 80 848 332: The Men Who Made Bad Matches Tis the song of many husbands, and you all must understand 40 651 333: The Men Who Sleep With Danger The men who camp with Danger 88 746 334: The Men Who Stuck To Me They were men of many nations, they were men of many stations, 20 680 335: The Motor Car The motor car is sullen, like a thing that should not be; 48 896 336: The Mountain Splitter He works in the glen where the waratah grows, 1889 36 883 337: The Muscovy Duck The rooster is a brainless dude, although he sports a crest 24 984 338: The Never-Never Country By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, 80 657 339: The New Chum Jackeroo Let bushmen think as bushmen will, 44 802 340: The Old Bark School It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes 44 709 341: The Old Jimmy Woodser The old Jimmy Woodser comes into the bar 30 849 342: The Old Mile-Tree Old coach-road West by Nor’-ward, 1897 40 680 343: The Old Stockman's Lament Wrap me up in me stockwhip and blanket, 56 856 344: The Old, Old Story And The New Order They proved we could not think nor see, 96 696 345: The Old, Old Story And The New Order They proved we could not think nor see, 96 707 346: The Outside Track There were ten of us there on the moonlit quay, 40 732 347: The Paroo River It was a week from Christmas-time, 48 875 348: The Passing Of Scotty We throw us down on the dusty plain 1903 36 733 349: The Patriotic League Behold! the biased foes of Right 32 688 350: The Patteran From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand; 18 702 351: The Pavement Stones (A Song Of The Unemployed) When first I came to town, resolved 1890 40 722 352: The Peace Maker It has a “point” of neither sex 60 965 353: The Poets Of The Tomb The world has had enough of bards who wish that they were dead, 30 848 354: The Port O'Call Our hull is seldom painted, 88 759 355: The Ports Of The Open Sea Down here where the ships loom large in 71 685 356: The Pride That Comes After It knows it all, it knows it all, 690 357: The Prime Of Life Oh, the strength of the toil of those twenty years, with father, and master, and men! 36 992 358: The Professional Wanderer When you’ve knocked about the country, been away from home for years; 22 683 359: The Rhyme Of The Three Greybeards He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", 94 681 360: The Roaring Days The night too quickly passes 88 678 361: The Rose We love the land when the world goes round, 12 738 362: The Route March Did you hear the children singing, O my brothers? 16 638 363: The Rovers Some born of homely parents 96 661 364: The Rush To London You're off away to London now, 24 878 365: The Scamps Of home, name and wealth and ambition bereft, 40 665 366: The Scots Black Scots and red Scots, 24 694 367: The Secret Whisky Cure Tis no tale of heroism, ’tis no tale of storm and strife, 56 729 368: The Separated Women The Separated Women 64 857 369: The Separation We knew too little of the world, 24 730 370: The Shakedown On The Floor Set me back for twenty summers, 48 674 371: The Shame Of Going Back When you've come to make a fortune and you haven't made your salt, 26 644 372: The Shanty On The Rise When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, 60 658 373: The Shearers No church-bell rings them from the Track, 40 660 374: The Shearers Dream O I dreamt I shore in a shearing shed and it was a dream of joy 18 778 375: The Shearing Shed The ladies are coming,' the super says 56 645 376: The Ships That Won't Go Down We hear a great commotion 32 703 377: The Skyline Riders Against the light of a dawning white 64 661 378: The Sleeping Beauty Call that a yarn!” said old Tom Pugh, 1889 132 675 379: The Sliprails And The Spur The colours of the setting sun 40 637 380: The Song And The Sigh The creek went down with a broken song, 16 801 381: The Song Of A Prison Now this is the song of a prison, a song of a gaol or jug, 56 744 382: The Song Of Australia The centuries found me to nations unknown, 28 632 383: The Song Of Old Joe Swallow When I was up the country in the rough and early days, 58 676 384: The Song Of The Darling River The skies are brass and the plains are bare, 34 634 385: The Song Of The Waste-Paper Basket O bard of fortune, you deem me nought 1889 32 724 386: The Sorrows Of A Simple Bard When I tell a tale of virtue and of injured innocence, 37 865 387: The Soul Of A Poet I have written, long years I have written, 32 922 388: The Southerly Buster There's a wind that blows out of the South in the drought, 56 662 389: The Spirits For Good We come with peace and reason, 36 847 390: The Spirits Of Our Fathers The spirits of our fathers rise not from every wave, 68 964 391: The Squatter, Three Cornstalks, And The Well There was a Squatter in the land, 1890 70 635 392: The Squatter’s Daughter Out in the west, where runs are wide, 1889 68 660 393: The Star Of Australasia We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; 80 596 394: The Statue Of Our Queen Pride, selfishness in every line, 1890 20 678 395: The Stranded Ship (The “Vincennes”) Twas the glowing log of a picnic fire where a red light should not be, 32 860 396: The Stranger's Friend The strangest things and the maddest things, that a man can do or say, 40 2366 397: The Stringy-Bark Tree There's the whitebox and pine on the ridges afar, 20 2285 398: The Swagman And His Mate From north to south throughout the year 1896 48 712 399: The Teams A cloud of dust on the long white road, 40 2355 400: The Things We Dare Not Tell The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there, 16 3367 401: The Things We Dare Not Tell The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun’s still shining there, 1906 16 1378 402: The Three Kings Trio East is dead and the West is done, and again our course lies thus 24 2432 403: The Three Partners or, Let’s Be Fools To-Night We, three men of commerce, 1888 48 743 404: The Three Quiet Gentlemen There is a quiet gentleman a-motoring in France 16 1407 405: The Tracks That Lie By India Now this is not a dismal song, like some I’ve sung of late, 30 2244 406: The Tragedy Oh, I never felt so wretched, and things never looked so blue 16 2663 407: The Triumph Of The People Lo, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled 1891 20 2328 408: The Two Samaritans And The Tramp A tramp was trampin’ on the road, 1890 21 2204 409: The Uncultured Rhymer To His Cultured Critics Fight through ignorance, want, and care, 40 1601 410: The Unknown God The President to Kingdoms, 72 1420 411: The Vagabond White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier 108 1507 412: The Vanguard While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips, 20 2287 413: The Vanguard They say, in all kindness, I’m out of the hunt, 36 1360 414: The Voice From Over Yonder Did she care as much as I did 1897 24 1380 415: The Vote Of Thanks Debate The other night I got the blues and tried to smile in vain. 64 2829 416: The Wander-Light And they heard the tent-poles clatter, 1371 417: The Wantaritencant It watched me in the cradle laid, and from my boyhood’s home 20 964 418: The Watch On The Kerb Night-Lights are falling; 28 1390 419: The Water Let others make the songs of love 1905 48 3075 420: The Water Lily A lonely young wife 30 1359 421: The Wattle I saw it in the days gone by, 16 1339 422: The Way Of The World When fairer faces turn from me, 24 1336 423: The Women Of The Town It is up from out the alleys, from the alleys dark and vile, 36 1058 424: The World Is Full Of Kindness The World is full of kindness, 32 1095 425: The Wreck Of The `Derry Castle' Day of ending for beginnings! 32 1072 426: The Writer's Dream A writer wrote of the hearts of men, and he followed their tracks afar; 84 1067 427: The “Seabolt’s” Volunteers They towed the Seabolt down the stream, 44 713 428: Those Foreign Engineers Old Ivan McIvanovitch, with knitted brow of care, 28 1079 429: Till All the Bad Things Came Untrue By blacksoil plains burned grey with drought 32 801 430: To A Pair Of Blucher Boots Old acquaintance unforgotten, 1890 20 668 431: To An Old Mate Old Mate! In the gusty old weather, 36 1062 432: To Be Amused You ask me to be gay and glad 80 1077 433: To Hannah Spirit girl to whom 'twas given 24 1047 434: To Jack So, I’ve battled it through on my own, Jack, 48 785 435: To Jim I gaze upon my son once more, 56 1065 436: To My friends These are songs of the Friends I neglected, 4 1086 437: To Show What A Man Can Do There has been many a grander deed since man had life to give, 20 848 438: To The Irish Delegates Farewell! The gold we send shall be a token 1889 20 689 439: To Tom Bracken O had you tracked where Kendall trod 1894 8 846 440: To Victor Daly I thought that silence would be best, 120 784 441: To “Doc” Wylie (An Eccentric Bush Doctor) Though doctors may your name discard 20 642 442: To-Morrow When you’re suffering hard for your sins, old man, 27 1055 443: Trooper Campbell One day old Trooper Campbell 144 992 444: Trouble On The Selection You lazy boy, you’re here at last, 32 1130 445: Uncle Harry Oh, never let on to your own true love 40 1142 446: Unknown Oh, the wild black swans fly westward still, 30 1012 447: Up The Country I am back from up the country, very sorry that I went, 54 989 448: Victor And his death came in December, 24 2274 449: Victory The schools marched in procession in happiness and pride, 25 1161 450: Waratah And Wattle Though poor and in trouble I wander alone, 23 1056 451: Watching The Crows A bushman got lost in a scrub in the North, 24 758 452: What Have We All Forgotten? What have we all forgotten, at the break of the seventh year? 24 817 453: When Hopes Ran High When hopes ran high the world was young, 8 811 454: When I Was King The second time I lived on earth 192 989 455: When the Bear Comes Back Again Oh, the scene is wide an’ dreary an’ the sun is settin’ red, 35 970 456: When The Children Come Home On a lonely selection far out in the West 24 643 457: When The Duke Of Clarence Died Let us sing in tear-choked numbers how the Duke of Clarence went, 36 655 458: When The Ladies Come To The Shearing Shed The ladies are coming,’ the super says 56 662 459: When The `Army' Prays For Watty When the kindly hours of darkness, save for light of moon and star, 24 592 460: When Your Pants Begin To Go When you wear a cloudy collar and a shirt that isn't white, 48 614 461: When Your Sins Come Home To Roost When you fear the barber’s mirror when you go to get a crop, 20 832 462: When You’re Bad In Your Inside I remarked that man is saddest, and his heart is filled with woe, 42 662 463: Who’ll Wear The Beaten Colours? Who’ll wear the beaten colours, and cheer the beaten men? 28 826 464: Who’s Dot Pulleteen? O my prow vas plack mit curses, 1890 24 727 465: Why He Lost The Track or, The Black Tracker There was a tracker in the force 28 697 466: Wide Lies Australia Wide lies Australia! The seas that surround her 24 746 467: Wide Spaces When my last long-beer has vanished and the truth is left unsaid; 18 674 468: Will Yer Write It Down For Me? In the parlour of the shanty where the lives have all gone wrong, 16 651 469: William Street Tis William Street, the link street, 56 659 470: With Dickens In Windsor Terrace, number four, 264 683 471: Write By Return Clerk, corresponding, 1896 56 662 472: Written Afterwards So the days of my tramping are over, 56 660 473: Written Out Sing the song of the reckless, who care not what they do; 24 711 474: Years After The War In Australia The Big rough boys from the runs out back were first where the balls flew free, 70 2223 475: Young Kings And Old The Young King fights in the trenches and the Old King fights in the rear, 24 2289 About: Henry Lawson (17 June 1867 - 2 September 1922) was an Australian writer and poet. Along with his contemporary Banjo Paterson, Lawson is among the best-known Australian poets and fiction writers of the colonial period. This page viewed 28149 times.

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