Louisa Lawson Poems
- The Digger's Daughter The waratah has stained her cheek, Her...
- A Reveire I am sitting by the river, And I while an hour ...
- An Australian Song Come gather, brave Australian sons, And ...
- Coming Home Going round the back street. Through the silent ...
- Light In Darkness Sickness, sorrow, death, disgrace, All of ...
- A Woman's Love I cared not what they failings were They ...
- Mountain Flowers I culled them fresh on the mountain ...
Louisa Lawson (17 February 1848 - 12 August 1920) was an Australian writer, publisher, suffragist, and feminist.
Louisa Lawson was born and raised in Mudgee, New South Wales. The second of 12 children, her family were typical strugglers, and like many girls at that time left school at the age of thirteen. In 1866 she married Niels Larsen (Peter Lawson). Lawson's husband was often absent gold mining or working with his father-in-law, leaving her to raise four children - Henry b 1867, Charles b 1869, Peter b 1873, Annette b 1877 (died at 8 months) and Gertrude b 1877 - on her own. In 1882 she took her children and moved to Sydney. There, Lawson managed boarding houses and saved ... more »
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The Digger's Daughter
The waratah has stained her cheek,
Her lips are even brighter;
Like virgin quartz without a streak
Her teeth are, but far whiter.
Her eyes are large, and soft, and dark,
And clear as running water;
And straight as any stringy bark
Is Lil, the digger's daughter.
She'll wash a prospect quick and well,
And deftly use the ladle;
The weight of gold at sight she'll tell,
And work with tub and cradle.
She was her father's only mate,
And wound up wash and water;
She worked all day and studied late,
And all she knows he taught her.
She stood ...