Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

461. Australian Engineers 1/1/2004
462. Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers 12/31/2002
463. At the Tug-0-War 3/26/2010
464. At The Beating Of A Drum 1/1/2004
465. As it was in the Beginning 3/26/2010
466. As Ireland Wore the Green 3/26/2010
467. As Good as New 3/26/2010
468. As far as your Rifles Cover 1/1/2004
469. Antony Villa 3/26/2010
470. Andy's Return 3/26/2010
471. Andy's Gone With Cattle 12/31/2002
472. And What Have You To Say? 3/26/2010
473. And the Bairns Will Come 3/26/2010
474. An Australian Advertisement 3/26/2010
475. All Ashore! 3/26/2010
476. After All 12/31/2002
477. Advertisement for Hean’s Essence 3/26/2010
478. Above Lavender Bay 3/26/2010
479. Above Eurunderee 1/1/2004
480. Above Crow's Nest [Sydney] 3/26/2010

`For'ard'


It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep,
For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like sheep, --
They are trav'lers for the most part in a straight 'n' honest path;
But their linen's rather scanty, an' there isn't any bath --
Stowed away like ewes and wethers that is shore 'n' marked 'n' draft.
But the shearers of the shearers always seem to travel aft;
In the cushioned cabins, aft,
With saloons 'n' smoke-rooms, aft --

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