Category Archives: Henry Lawson

Poem – The Wantaritencant 

It watched me in the cradle laid, and from my boyhood’s home It  glared above my shoulder-blade when I wrote my first “pome”; It’s sidled by me ever since, with greeny eyes aslant— It is the thing (O, Priest and … Continue reading

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Poem – The Voice from Over Yonder

“Did she care as much as I did When our paths of Fate divided? Was the love, then, all onesided— Did she understand or care?” Slowly fall the moments leaden, And the silence seems to deaden— And a voice from … Continue reading

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Poem – Vanguard

While the crippled cruisers stagger where the blind horizon dips, And the ocean ooze is rising round the sunken battle-ships, While the battered wrecks, unnoticed, with their mangled crews drift past— Let me fire one gun for Russia, though that … Continue reading

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Poem – The Two Poets

Two poets were born where the skies were fair, To live in the land thereafter; And one was a singer of sorrow and care, And one was a bard of laughter. With simple measure and simple word, The feelings of … Continue reading

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Poem – The Triumph of the Poeple

LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled By the workers’ new religion, which is oldest in the world; And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod, For the triumph of the … Continue reading

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Poem – A Little Mistake – Henry Lawson 

Tis a yarn I heard of a new-chum ‘trap’  On the edge of the Never-Never,  Where the dead men lie and the black men lie,  And the bushman lies for ever.  ’Twas the custom still with the local blacks  To … Continue reading

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Poem – A Dirge of Joy – Henry Lawson

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.  It isn’t a Yelp of the Battlefield; nor a Howl of the … Continue reading

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