Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

481. Past Carin' 12/31/2002
482. Eureka 1/1/2004
483. Cherry- Tree Inn 12/31/2002
484. When Your Pants Begin To Go 1/3/2003
485. From The Bush 1/1/2004
486. Australian Engineers 1/1/2004
487. Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers 12/31/2002
488. Borderland 1/1/2004
489. Australia's Peril 1/1/2004
490. At The Beating Of A Drum 1/1/2004
491. As Far As Your Rifles Cover 1/1/2004
492. A Bush Girl 3/26/2010
493. A Song Of Brave Men 1/1/2004
494. `for'Ard' 12/31/2002
495. A Song Of The Republic 1/1/2004
496. Out Back 12/31/2002
497. A Prouder Man Than You 12/31/2002
498. Knocked Up 12/31/2002
499. Andy's Gone With Cattle 12/31/2002
500. Faces In The Street 12/31/2002
501. After All 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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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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