Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

201. Sheoaks That Sigh When The Wind Is Still 3/26/2010
202. In The Height Of Fashion 3/26/2010
203. The Christ Of The 'Never' 1/1/2004
204. Lily 3/26/2010
205. Old Tunes 3/26/2010
206. Skaal 3/26/2010
207. Skeleton Flat 3/26/2010
208. Said The Kaiser To The Spy 3/26/2010
209. Heed Not! 3/26/2010
210. Unwritten Books 3/27/2010
211. Statue Of Robert Burns 3/29/2010
212. Only A Sod 3/29/2010
213. The Voice From Over Yonder 3/27/2010
214. That There Dog O' Mine 3/26/2010
215. O Cupid, Cupid; Get Your Bow! 3/26/2010
216. Mary Lemaine 3/26/2010
217. Billys 'square Affair' 3/26/2010
218. To Show What A Man Can Do 3/27/2010
219. When The Bear Comes Back Again 3/27/2010
220. I’m An Older Man Than You 3/26/2010
221. I'D Back Again The World 3/26/2010
222. Macleay Street And Red Rock Lane 3/26/2010
223. The Paroo 1/1/2004
224. The Shanty On The Rise 12/31/2002
225. Everyone's Friend 3/29/2010
226. Jack Cornstalk As A Lover 3/26/2010
227. When I Was King 3/27/2010
228. Kerosine Bay 3/26/2010
229. Jack Cornstalk In His Teens 3/26/2010
230. Cromwell 3/26/2010
231. Dan Wasn’t Thrown From His Horse 3/26/2010
232. Jack Cornstalk As A Drover 3/26/2010
233. He Mourned His Master 3/26/2010
234. Hannah Thomburn 3/26/2010
235. Ned’s Delicate Way 3/26/2010
236. Charley Turner 3/29/2010
237. To Victor Daley 3/27/2010
238. The Separation 3/27/2010
239. The Song And The Sigh 12/31/2002
240. Fall In, My Men, Fall In 3/29/2010

Comments about Henry Lawson

  • hethin wils0n (11/13/2017 5:54:00 PM)

    you pomes are good. and the pome that I rilry

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  • Garry Sharp (8/7/2013 7:41:00 AM)

    Joan, re terms
    A 'sliprail' is used. In place of a gate at the entrance of a stock yard. More than one rail can be used. They are slipped out of the way to permit animals to enter or leave the enclosure. They are mentioned in Henry's famous poem, The Sliprail and the Spur.
    'Select' was the process of acquiring a parcel of land. It was a process of encouraging closer settlement of farming land and was a sub-division of a squatter's land. Have a look at Henry's The Free Selector's Daughter.
    Henry is indeed a genius. One of my favourites is Because of Her Father's Blood, also Booth's Drum 2

  • Ruby Honeytip Ruby Honeytip (11/24/2012 12:15:00 AM)

    His poems are sprinkled all through my life and I find it a comfort to wander through the legacy of his work. What a cracker of a poet he was: ^)

  • Atlas Atlas (5/7/2012 5:29:00 AM)

    he is the best poet and he is an inspiration

  • Jann Rau Jann Rau (4/28/2012 11:01:00 PM)

    What cool poems, reminds me of the late Barry Crump

  • Sara Smith (1/23/2012 5:25:00 AM)

    I love Henry Lawson's work. Here's a reply to Lynda on Lake Eliza - I think you might find it in The Rising Of The Court by the man himself, published in 1910 but I have never seen an actual copy, just reproduced parts. There is a reference ISBN: 1920897437. :)

  • Lynda Cracknell (9/30/2011 7:21:00 PM)

    Can anyone tell me what publication (if any) contains the poem about Lake Eliza? I see it's now on poemhunter, but we were once told it wasn't published anywhere. Not sure whether that was true or not.

  • Joan Solomon (10/13/2008 12:40:00 PM)

    I enjoy the poetry, but I wish there was a dictionary for terms that make no sense to me. (sliprails, select)

  • Stiffy Tiffy (3/6/2006 4:27:00 PM)

    i really liked ur poem after all u did a really good job on it

  • 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?

Best Poem of Henry Lawson

Faces In The Street


They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone
That want is here a stranger, and that misery's unknown;
For where the nearest suburb and the city proper meet
My window-sill is level with the faces in the street --
Drifting past, drifting past,
To the beat of weary feet --
While I sorrow for the owners of those faces in the street.

And cause I have to sorrow, in a land so young and fair,
To see upon those faces stamped the marks of Want and Care;
I look in vain for traces of the fresh and fair and sweet
In sallow, sunken faces that...

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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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