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

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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Eureka

Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar,
For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp where you are;
Roll up and give him welcome such as only diggers can,
For well he battled for the rights of miner and of Man.
In that bright golden country that lies beyond our sight,
The record of his honest life shall be his Miner's Right;
But many a bearded mouth shall twitch, and many a tear be shed,
And many a grey old digger sigh to hear that Lalor's dead.
Yet wipe your eyes, old fos

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