Henry Lawson Poems
|482.||Cherry- Tree Inn||12/31/2002|
|483.||When Your Pants Begin To Go||1/3/2003|
|484.||From The Bush||1/1/2004|
|486.||Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers||12/31/2002|
|488.||At The Beating Of A Drum||1/1/2004|
|489.||As Far As Your Rifles Cover||1/1/2004|
|491.||A Bush Girl||3/26/2010|
|492.||A Song Of Brave Men||1/1/2004|
|493.||A Song Of The Republic||1/1/2004|
|497.||A Prouder Man Than You||12/31/2002|
|499.||Faces In The Street||12/31/2002|
|501.||Andy's Gone With Cattle||12/31/2002|
Andy's Gone With Cattle
Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.
He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.
Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?
Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy ...
At The Beating Of A Drum
Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong,
And the armies of Australia shall not march without a song;
The glorious words and music of Australia's song shall come
When her true hearts rush together at the beating of a drum.
We may not be there to hear it – 'twill be written in the night,
And Australia's foes shall fear it in the hour before the fight.
The glorious words and music from a lonely heart shall come
When our sons shall rush to danger at the beating o