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"Though you tramp the wide land over,
Though you sail in many climes,
There is nothing half so precious
As the portrait of old times;

Of our Grandfather and Granny
In the clothes that then were worn;
Of the house that knew our boyhood,
Or the hut where we were born.

Of our parent, stiff and staring,
In the portrait-taker's den,
On the morning of their wedding -
God, they've seen some times since then!

O they wake the dead within us,
And they bring us back at last
To the courage of our fathers
And the best part of the past."

HENRY, LAWSON - Old Portraits

"They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone that want is here a stranger, and that misery's unknown; I wonder would the apathy of wealthy men endure were all their windows level with the faces of the Poor? "

HENRY, LAWSON - Faces in the Street

"I wrote for her, I fought for her,
And when at last I lie,
Then who, to wear the wattle, has
A better right than I?"

HENRY, LAWSON - The Wattle

"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 at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know. "

HENRY, LAWSON -

"Though poor and in trouble I wander alone,
With a rebel cockade in my hat;
Though friends may desert me, and kindred disown,
My country will never do that!
You may sing of the Shamrock, the Thistle, and Rose,
Or the three in a bunch if you will;
But I know of a country that gathered all those,
And I love the great land where the Waratah grows,
And the Wattle bough blooms on the hill."

HENRY, LAWSON - Waratah And Wattle

" It is quite time that our children were taught a little more about their country, for shame's sake. "

HENRY, LAWSON -

"Australia! Australia! so fair to behold -
While the blue sky is arching above;
The stranger should never have need to be told,
That the Wattle-bloom means that her heart is of gold,
And the Waratah's red with her love."

HENRY, LAWSON - Waratah and Wattle

"We shall never be understood or respected by the English until we carry our individuality to extremes, and by asserting our independence, become of sufficient consequence in their eyes to merit a closer study than they have hitherto accorded us. "

HENRY, LAWSON -

"I've never seen anyone rehabilitated by punishment. "

HENRY, LAWSON -

"It's the best country to get out of that I was ever in."

HENRY, LAWSON - While the Billy Boils

"For the sons of all Australia, they were born to conquer fate -
And, where charity and friendship are sincere,
Where sinner is a brother, and a stranger is a mate,
There the future of a nation is written clear."

HENRY, LAWSON -

"And the sun sank again on the grand Australian bush - the nurse and tutor of eccentric minds, the home of the weird, and of much that is different from things in other lands."

HENRY, LAWSON -

"I saw it in the days gone by,
When the dead girl lay at rest,
And the wattle and the native rose
We placed upon her breast.

I saw it long ago
(And I've seen strong men die),
And who, to wear the wattle,
Hath better right than I?

I've fought it through the world since then,
And seen the best and worst,
But always in the lands of men
I held Australia first."

HENRY, LAWSON - The Wattle

"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 - A Land Where Sport is Sacred