Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

161. The Cambaroora Star 12/31/2002
162. The Vote Of Thanks Debate 3/27/2010
163. The Heart Of The Swag 3/26/2010
164. The Crucifixion [the Light Of The World] 3/26/2010
165. Stand By The Engines 3/29/2010
166. The Vanguard [11] 3/27/2010
167. The Dons Of Spain 1/1/2004
168. The Old Jimmy Woodser 1/1/2004
169. Riding Round The Lines 3/26/2010
170. The Cattle-Dog's Death 3/26/2010
171. Song Of The Old Bullock-Driver 3/26/2010
172. That Pretty Girl In The Army 3/26/2010
173. Talbragar 3/26/2010
174. The Babies Of Walloon 3/26/2010
175. Spread The Truth! 3/26/2010
176. The Afterglow 3/26/2010
177. Shearer’s Song 3/26/2010
178. Cypher Seven [07] 3/26/2010
179. Constable M‘carty’s Investigations 3/26/2010
180. The Watch On The Kerb 3/27/2010
181. The Vanguard [1] 3/27/2010
182. The Writer's Dream 3/27/2010
183. Joseph’s Dreams And Reuben's Brethren [a Recital In Six Chapters] 3/26/2010
184. The Great Grey Plain 12/31/2002
185. The Days When We Went Swimming 3/26/2010
186. The Ballad Of The Black-Sheep 3/26/2010
187. Seaweed, Tussock And Fern 3/26/2010
188. Robbie's Statue 3/26/2010
189. Till All The Bad Things Came Untrue 3/27/2010
190. Victor 3/27/2010
191. Otherside 3/29/2010
192. On The Summit Of Mt. Clarence 3/29/2010
193. Peddling Round The World 3/26/2010
194. Queen Hilda Of Virland 1/1/2004
195. The Grog-An'Grumble Steeplechase 1/1/2004
196. Sydney-Side 3/26/2010
197. Shearers Dream 3/26/2010
198. The Rhyme Of The Three Greybeards 1/1/2004
199. The Man Who Raised Charlestown 1/1/2004
200. Sheoaks That Sigh When The Wind Is Still 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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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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