Poem by Henry Lawson

To My Friends

These are songs of the Friends I neglected—
    And the Foes, too, in part;
These are songs that were mostly rejected—
    And songs from my heart.
            Yours truly,
            HENRY LAWSON. Sydney, 19/9/’10.

1. When the Bush Begins to Speak
2. On the Wallaby
3. The Poets of the Tomb
4. The Days When We Went Swimming
5. The Uncultured Rhymer to His Cultured Critics

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