Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

121. I’m An Older Man Than You 3/26/2010
122. I'D Back Again The World 3/26/2010
123. I'Ll Tell You What You Wanderers 1/1/2004
124. In Possum Land 3/29/2010
125. In The Days When The World Was Wide 12/31/2002
126. In The Day's When We Are Dead 3/26/2010
127. In The Height Of Fashion 3/26/2010
128. In The Storm That Is To Come 1/1/2004
129. In The Street 1/1/2004
130. Introduction – A Glimpse Of Boyhood 3/26/2010
131. Ireland Shall Rebel 3/26/2010
132. Jack Cornstalk 3/26/2010
133. Jack Cornstalk As A Drover 3/26/2010
134. Jack Cornstalk As A Lover 3/26/2010
135. Jack Cornstalk As A Poet 3/26/2010
136. Jack Cornstalk In His Teens 3/26/2010
137. Jack Dunn Of Nevertire 12/31/2002
138. John Cornstalk 3/26/2010
139. Johnson, Alias Crow 3/26/2010
140. Joseph’s Dreams And Reuben's Brethren [a Recital In Six Chapters] 3/26/2010
141. Kangaroo Power 3/26/2010
142. Keeping His First Wife Now 3/26/2010
143. Kerosine Bay 3/26/2010
144. Knocked Up 12/31/2002
145. Knockin' Around 3/26/2010
146. Lachlan Side 3/26/2010
147. Lake Eliza 3/26/2010
148. Laughing And Sneering 3/26/2010
149. Lay Your Ears Back And Fight 3/26/2010
150. Let’s Be Fools To-Night 3/26/2010
151. Lily 3/26/2010
152. Macleay Street And Red Rock Lane 3/26/2010
153. Marshall's Mate 12/31/2002
154. Mary Called Him 'Mister' 3/26/2010
155. Mary Lemaine 3/26/2010
156. Middleton's Rouseabout 12/31/2002
157. Mostly Slavonic 3/26/2010
158. Mount Bukaroo 12/31/2002
159. My Army, O, My Army! 3/26/2010
160. My Father-In-Law And I 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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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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