Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

41. The Little Slit In The Tail 3/26/2010
42. The Men Who Live It Down 3/26/2010
43. The Men Who Made Bad Matches 3/26/2010
44. The Mountain Splitter 3/26/2010
45. The Battling Days 3/26/2010
46. The Bill Of The Ages 3/26/2010
47. The Briny Grave 3/26/2010
48. The Bulletin Hotel 3/26/2010
49. The Bursting Of The Boom 3/26/2010
50. The Bush Beyond The Range 3/26/2010
51. The Cab Lamps 3/26/2010
52. The Captains 3/26/2010
53. The Country Girl 3/26/2010
54. The Drums Of Ages 3/26/2010
55. The Fairy West 3/26/2010
56. The Firing-Line 3/26/2010
57. The Foreign Drunk 3/26/2010
58. The Friends Of Fallen Fortunes 3/26/2010
59. The Gathering Of The Brown-Eyed 3/26/2010
60. The Gentlemen Of Dickens 3/26/2010
61. The Skyline Riders 3/27/2010
62. The Sleeping Beauty 3/27/2010
63. The Song Of A Prison 3/27/2010
64. The Scamps 3/27/2010
65. The Scots [a Dirge] 3/27/2010
66. The Seabolt's Volunteers 3/27/2010
67. The Secret Whisky Cure 3/27/2010
68. The Old, Old Story And The New Order 3/26/2010
69. The Patriotic League 3/27/2010
70. The Patteran 3/27/2010
71. The Peace Maker 3/27/2010
72. The Port O'Call 3/27/2010
73. The Rovers 3/27/2010
74. The Unknown God 3/27/2010
75. When The Duke Of Clarence Died 3/27/2010
76. With Dickens 3/27/2010
77. The Flag Of Our Destinies 3/29/2010
78. The Soldier Birds 3/29/2010
79. The Ballad Of The Elder Son 3/26/2010
80. That Great Waiting Silence 3/26/2010

Comments about Henry Lawson

  • Chezz Lr (12/24/2005 9:07:00 PM)

    where is the waterlilly? ..... i cant find the poem 'The Water-Lilly' does any one know where i could find it?

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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 ...

Read the full of After All

`for'Ard'


It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep,
For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away like sheep, --
They are trav'lers for the most part in a straight 'n' honest path;
But their linen's rather scanty, an' there isn't any bath --
Stowed away like ewes and wethers that is shore 'n' marked 'n' draft.
But the shearers of the shearers always seem to travel aft;
In the cushioned cabins, aft,
With saloons 'n' smoke-rooms, aft --

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