Who is Henry Lawson

Henry Archibald Hertzberg Lawson (17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922) was an Australian writer and bush poet. Along with his contemporary Banjo Paterson, Lawson is among the best-known Australian poets and fiction writers of the colonial period and is often called Australia's "greatest short story writer".

A vocal nationalist and republican, Lawson regularly contributed to The Bulletin, and many of his works helped popularise the Australian vernacular in fiction. He wrote prolifically into the 1890s, after which his output declined, in part due to struggles with alcoholism and mental illness. At times destitute, he spent periods in Darlinghurst Gaol and psychiatric institutions. After he died in 1922 following a cerebral haemorrhage, Lawson became the first Australian wr...
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Never 267 World 219 Long 199 Heart 195 Night 194 Home 157 Good 152 Life 150 Time 146 I Love You 135

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  • Oz_history: today, in 1891 - iconic poem "freedom on the wallaby" by henry lawson is published for the first time
  • Naparegister: watch now: memento mori tattoo recently opened the old adobe plaza on soscol avenue in napa. it’s owned by artist henry dever iv, and features the work of artists daniel roodzant, blair giambastiani and perry lawson.
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Carl Sandburg Poem
Baby Toes
 by Carl Sandburg

There is a blue star, Janet,
Fifteen years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.

There is a white star, Janet,
Forty years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.


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