Freeman’s Jounal

The Western Stars

1893

Henry Lawson


ON my blankets I was lyin’,
        Too tired to lift my head;
An’ the long hot day was dyin’,
        An’ I wished that I was dead.

From the West the gold was driven:
        I watched the death of day,
An’ the distant stars in Heaven
        Seemed to draw my heart away.


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