Here you will find the Poem Before We Were Married of poet Henry Lawson
BLACKSOIL PLAINS were grey soil, grey soil in the drought. Fifteen years away, and five hundred miles out; Swag and bag and billy carried all our care Before we were married, and I wish that I were there. River banks were grassy?grassy in the bends, Running through the land where mateship never ends; We belled the lazy fishing lines and droned the time away Before we were married, and I wish it were to-day. Working down the telegraph?winters? gales and rains Cross the tumbled scenery of Marlborough ?plains?, Beach and bluff and cook?s tent?and the cook was a ?cow? Before we were married, but I wish that it was now. The rolling road to Melbourne, and grey-eyed girl in fur? One arm to a stanchion?and one round her; Seat abaft the skylight when the moon had set? Before she was married, and I wish it wasn?t yet.
