Treasure Island

Henry Lawson

(17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)

Poems of Henry Lawson

381. The Route March 3/27/2010
382. The Rovers 3/27/2010
383. The Rush to London 3/27/2010
384. The Scamps 3/27/2010
385. The Scots [A Dirge] 3/27/2010
386. The Seabolt's Volunteers 3/27/2010
387. The Seabolt's Volunteers 3/29/2010
388. The Secret Whisky Cure 3/27/2010
389. The Separated Women 3/27/2010
390. The Separation 3/27/2010
391. The Shakedown on the Floor 3/27/2010
392. The Shame of Going Back 12/31/2002
393. The Shanty On The Rise 12/31/2002
394. The Shearers 1/1/2004
395. The Shearers Dream 1/1/2004
396. The Ships that Won't Go Down 1/1/2004
397. The Skyline Riders 3/27/2010
398. The Sleeping Beauty 3/27/2010
399. The Sliprails and the Spur 12/31/2002
400. The Soldier Birds 3/29/2010

Eureka

Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar,
For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp where you are;
Roll up and give him welcome such as only diggers can,
For well he battled for the rights of miner and of Man.
In that bright golden country that lies beyond our sight,
The record of his honest life shall be his Miner's Right;
But many a bearded mouth shall twitch, and many a tear be shed,
And many a grey old digger sigh to hear that Lalor's dead.
Yet wipe your eyes, old fos

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