Henry Lawson (17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)
Poems of Henry Lawson
| 481. | When the Bear Comes Back Again | 3/27/2010 |
| 482. | When the Bush Begins to Speak | 3/27/2010 |
| 483. | When the Children Come Home | 1/1/2004 |
| 484. | When The Duke of Clarence Died | 3/27/2010 |
| 485. | When the Irish Flag Went By | 3/27/2010 |
| 486. | When the Ladies Come to the Shearing Shed | 3/27/2010 |
| 487. | When You’re Bad in Your Inside | 3/27/2010 |
| 488. | When Your Pants Begin to Go | 1/3/2003 |
| 489. | When Your Sins Come Home to Roost | 3/27/2010 |
| 490. | Who’ll Wear the Beaten Colours? | 3/27/2010 |
| 491. | Who’s Dot Pulleteen? | 3/27/2010 |
| 492. | Wide Lies Australia | 1/1/2004 |
| 493. | Wide Spaces | 1/1/2004 |
| 494. | Will Yer Write It Down for Me? | 3/27/2010 |
| 495. | William Street | 3/27/2010 |
| 496. | With Dickens | 3/27/2010 |
| 497. | Write by Return | 3/27/2010 |
| 498. | Written Afterwards | 3/27/2010 |
| 499. | Written Out [1] | 3/27/2010 |
| 500. | Years After the War In Australia | 3/27/2010 |
The Cambaroora Star
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new
To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy little screw;
You are young and educated, and a clever chap you are,
But you'll never run a paper like the CAMBAROORA STAR.
Though in point of education I am nothing but a dunce,
I myself -- you mayn't believe it -- helped to run a paper once
With a chap on Cambaroora, by the name of Charlie Brown,
And I'll tell you all about it if you'll take the story down.
