In a land where sport is sacred, Where the labourer is God, You must pander to the people, Make a hero of a clod. — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
It is a matter of public shame that while we have now commemorated our hundredth anniversary, not one in every ten children attending Public… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
“Do you think now and then, now or then, in the whirl Of the city, while London is new, Of the hut in the… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any other nation as… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
We shall never be understood or respected by the English until we carry our individuality to extremes, and by asserting our independence, become of… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
It is the same with revolution; so long as the proper spirit is spreading amongst our young men, we are satisfied that it spreads… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
The old shepherd had died, or got drunk, or got rats, or got the sack, or a legacy, or got sane, or chucked it,… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
“Ah! The world is a new and a wide one to you, But the world to your sweetheart is shut, For a change never… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
“We fight it down, and we live it down, or we bear it bravely well, But the best men die of a broken heart… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
Who says Australia offers not a home for every poor Englishman, or any other countryman that finds his way to our shores? And what… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
“The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there, but we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
It is quite time that our children were taught a little more about their country, for shame's sake. — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
