Henry Lawson

(17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)

Henry Lawson Poems

1. `for'Ard' 12/31/2002
2. 39 3/29/2010
3. A Backward Glance 3/26/2010
4. A Bush Girl 3/26/2010
5. A Dan Yell 3/26/2010
6. A Derry On A Cove 3/26/2010
7. A Dirge Of Joy 3/26/2010
8. A Fantasy Of War 3/26/2010
9. A Little Mistake 3/26/2010
10. A Mate Can Do No Wrong 3/26/2010
11. A May Night On The Mountains 3/26/2010
12. A Mixed Battle Song 3/26/2010
13. A New John Bull 3/26/2010
14. A Prouder Man Than You 12/31/2002
15. A Slight Misunderstanding At The Jasper Gate 3/26/2010
16. A Song Of Brave Men 1/1/2004
17. A Song Of The Republic 1/1/2004
18. A Study In The 'Nood' 3/26/2010
19. A Voice From The City 3/26/2010
20. A Word From The Bards 3/26/2010
21. A Word To Texas Jack 3/26/2010
22. Above Crow's Nest [sydney] 3/26/2010
23. Above Eurunderee 1/1/2004
24. Above Lavender Bay 3/26/2010
25. Advertisement For Hean’s Essence 3/26/2010
26. After All 12/31/2002
27. All Ashore! 3/26/2010
28. An Australian Advertisement 3/26/2010
29. And The Bairns Will Come 3/26/2010
30. And What Have You To Say? 3/26/2010
31. Andy's Gone With Cattle 12/31/2002
32. Andy's Return 3/26/2010
33. Antony Villa 3/26/2010
34. As Far As Your Rifles Cover 1/1/2004
35. As Good As New 3/26/2010
36. As Ireland Wore The Green 3/26/2010
37. As It Was In The Beginning 3/26/2010
38. At The Beating Of A Drum 1/1/2004
39. At The Tug-0-War 3/26/2010
40. Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Henry Lawson

Andy's Gone With Cattle


Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.

He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.

Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?

Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy ...

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Shadows Before

"Like clouds o'er the South are the nations who reign
On fair islands that we would command;
But clouds that are darker and denser than these
Have sailed from an Isle in the Northern Seas
And rest on our Southern Land.

Low in dust is our Goddess of Liberty hurled
At our feet, and the time is at hand,
When we, the proud sons of the southern world,

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