Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

81. The New Chum Jackeroo 3/29/2010
82. The Other Gum 3/26/2010
83. The Boss Over The Board 3/26/2010
84. The Legend Of Mammon Castle 3/26/2010
85. The Light On The Wreck 3/26/2010
86. The March Of Ivan 3/26/2010
87. The Memories They Bring 3/26/2010
88. The Men Who Stuck To Me 3/26/2010
89. The King [ I ] 3/26/2010
90. The Good Old Concertina 3/26/2010
91. The Federal City 3/26/2010
92. The Legend Of Cooee Gully 3/26/2010
93. The Horse And Cart Ferry 3/26/2010
94. The Black Bordered Letter 3/26/2010
95. The Beauty And The Dude 3/26/2010
96. The Bards Who Lived At Manly 3/26/2010
97. The Old Mile-Tree 3/26/2010
98. The Pavement Stones :A Song Of The Unemployed 3/27/2010
99. The Rebel 3/27/2010
100. The Passing Of Scotty 3/27/2010
101. The Route March 3/27/2010
102. The Shakedown On The Floor 3/27/2010
103. The Women Of The Town 3/27/2010
104. The Seabolt's Volunteers 3/29/2010
105. The Australian Marseillaise 3/26/2010
106. Callaghan's Hotel 3/26/2010
107. The Gentlemen Of Dickens 3/26/2010
108. The Drunkard's Vision 3/26/2010
109. The Emigration To New Zealand 3/26/2010
110. The Brass Well 3/26/2010
111. The Distant Drum 3/26/2010
112. The Bonny Port Of Sydney 3/26/2010
113. The Men Who Sleep With Danger 3/26/2010
114. The Prime Of Life 3/27/2010
115. The Ports Of The Open Sea 3/27/2010
116. The Rose 3/27/2010
117. The Outside Track 3/26/2010
118. The Muscovy Duck 3/26/2010
119. The Lily And The Bee 3/26/2010
120. The Boss's Boots 3/26/2010
Best Poem of Henry Lawson

Andy's Gone With Cattle

Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.

He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.

Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?

Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy ...

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At The Beating Of A Drum

Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong,
And the armies of Australia shall not march without a song;
The glorious words and music of Australia's song shall come
When her true hearts rush together at the beating of a drum.

We may not be there to hear it – 'twill be written in the night,
And Australia's foes shall fear it in the hour before the fight.
The glorious words and music from a lonely heart shall come
When our sons shall rush to danger at the beating o

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