Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

41. Australian Engineers 1/1/2004
42. Australia's Forgotten Flag 3/26/2010
43. Australia's Peril 1/1/2004
44. Ballad Of The Drover 3/26/2010
45. Barta 3/26/2010
46. Beaten Back 3/26/2010
47. Because My Father's One 3/26/2010
48. Before We Were Married 3/26/2010
49. Ben Boyd's Tower 3/26/2010
50. Ben Duggan 12/31/2002
51. Bill And Jim Fall Out 3/26/2010
52. Billy Of Queensland 3/29/2010
53. Billys 'square Affair' 3/26/2010
54. Black Bonnet 1/3/2003
55. Bonnie New South Wales 3/26/2010
56. Booth's Drum [1] 3/26/2010
57. Borderland 1/1/2004
58. Bound For The Lord-Knows-Where 3/29/2010
59. Bourke 3/26/2010
60. Break O’ Day 3/26/2010
61. Brighten’s Sister-In-Law [or The Carrier's Story] 3/26/2010
62. Broken Axletree 3/29/2010
63. Brother, You’ll Take My Hand 3/26/2010
64. Bush Hay 3/29/2010
65. But What's The Use 3/26/2010
66. By Hut, Homestead And Shearing Shed, 3/26/2010
67. Callaghan's Hotel 3/26/2010
68. Cameron's Heart 12/31/2002
69. Captain Von Esson Of The “sebastopol” 3/29/2010
70. Caricatures 3/29/2010
71. Charley Turner 3/29/2010
72. Cherry- Tree Inn 12/31/2002
73. Cinderella 3/26/2010
74. Clinging Back 3/26/2010
75. Constable M‘carty’s Investigations 3/26/2010
76. Coomera 3/26/2010
77. Corny Bill 12/31/2002
78. Cromwell 3/26/2010
79. Cypher Seven [07] 3/26/2010
80. Dan Wasn’t Thrown From His Horse 3/26/2010
Best Poem of Henry Lawson

After All


The brooding ghosts of Australian night have gone from the bush and town;
My spirit revives in the morning breeze,
though it died when the sun went down;
The river is high and the stream is strong,
and the grass is green and tall,
And I fain would think that this world of ours is a good world after all.

The light of passion in dreamy eyes, and a page of truth well read,
The glorious thrill in a heart grown cold of the spirit I thought was dead,
A song that goes to a comrade's heart, and a tear of pride let fall --
And my soul is strong! and the ...

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The Cambaroora Star


So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new
To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy little screw;
You are young and educated, and a clever chap you are,
But you'll never run a paper like the CAMBAROORA STAR.
Though in point of education I am nothing but a dunce,
I myself -- you mayn't believe it -- helped to run a paper once
With a chap on Cambaroora, by the name of Charlie Brown,
And I'll tell you all about it if you'll take the story down.

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