SHE SITS beside the tinted tide,
That-s reddened by the tortured sand;
And through the East, to ocean wide,
A vessel sails from sight of land.

But she will wait and watch in vain,
For it is said in Cupid-s lore,
-That he who loved will love again,
And sweethearts wait on every shore.�

(C) Henry Lawson
03/06/2017


Best Poems of Henry Lawson

• Cinderella
• Corny Bill
• The Pink Carnation
• The Teams
• Cromwell
• The Country Girl
• The Rebel
• The Wattle
• Poverty
• That Pretty Girl In The Army
• Sez You
• Sweeney
• The Gathering Of The Brown-eyed
• The Paroo
• Next Door
• The Cliffs
• Victory
• The Vote Of Thanks Debate
• Knocked Up