Henry Lawson

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

Henry Lawson Poems

281. Jack Cornstalk 3/26/2010
282. Barta 3/26/2010
283. To Jack 3/27/2010
284. Broken Axletree 3/29/2010
285. Dawgs Of War 3/26/2010
286. Let’s Be Fools To-Night 3/26/2010
287. Lake Eliza 3/26/2010
288. Watching The Crows 3/27/2010
289. Bush Hay 3/29/2010
290. To A Pair Of Blucher Boots 3/27/2010
291. Gipsy Too 3/26/2010
292. My Literary Friend 3/26/2010
293. O'Hara, J.P. 3/26/2010
294. Clinging Back 3/26/2010
295. Gettin Back 3/26/2010
296. Rise Ye! Rise Ye! 3/26/2010
297. Here's Luck 3/26/2010
298. Kangaroo Power 3/26/2010
299. Say Goodbye When Your Chum Is Married 3/26/2010
300. Over The Ranges And Into The West 3/26/2010
301. He Had So Much Work To Do 3/26/2010
302. Rewi To Grey: The Old Maori Chief’s Last Message 3/26/2010
303. Caricatures 3/29/2010
304. Knockin' Around 3/26/2010
305. Keeping His First Wife Now 3/26/2010
306. Possum A Lay Of New Chumland 3/29/2010
307. Ben Boyd's Tower 3/26/2010
308. Who’ll Wear The Beaten Colours? 3/27/2010
309. To “doc” Wylie 3/27/2010
310. To My Friends 3/27/2010
311. Lay Your Ears Back And Fight 3/26/2010
312. Advertisement For Hean’s Essence 3/26/2010
313. Gs [or The Fourth Cook] 3/26/2010
314. Jack Cornstalk As A Poet 3/26/2010
315. Bound For The Lord-Knows-Where 3/29/2010
316. When Your Sins Come Home To Roost 3/27/2010
317. Sacred To The Memory Of “unknown” 3/26/2010
318. Brighten’s Sister-In-Law [or The Carrier's Story] 3/26/2010
319. His Brother’s Keeper 3/26/2010
320. Will Yer Write It Down For Me? 3/27/2010

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

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 ...

Read the full of Andy's Gone With Cattle

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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