Henry Lawson Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old Henry Lawson quotes, Henry Lawson sayings, and Henry Lawson proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.'

Beer makes you feel the way you ought to feel without beer. Henry Lawson
You who drink because of shame that you think will last, or because of wrong done you—trouble in the past—“Nothing left to live for now,” you will say, I know; but you have your own self yet, give that self a show! Henry Lawson
To a distant goal, like the grey wolves grey. Henry Lawson
We robbed the water and the air to give us “energy,” / As we’d exhaust Thy secret store of electricity. / The day may come—and such a day!—when we shall need all three. Henry Lawson
His grave is growing old and green / And things have altered rather / But still I think ’twas mighty mean / The way I treated father. / He left a tidy sum to me / But I’d give all the money / To hear him say, “Will you get up / And bile the billy, Sonny?” Henry Lawson
And fair across to where we know / The shelving sea cliffs are— / The lighthouse, with a still faint glow, / Beneath a twinkling star. Henry Lawson
Here’s luck!’ while waitin’ for the luck that never comes. Henry Lawson
If you're proud because of fortune or the clever things you do, then i'll play no second fiddle; I'm a prouder man than you. Henry Lawson
The night too quickly passes / And we are growing old, / So let us fill our glasses / And toast the Days of Gold; / When finds of wondrous treasure / Set all the South ablaze, / And you and I were faithful mates / All through the roaring days! Henry Lawson
And when the old man saw him come , well you know how we welcomed him, Henry Lawson
And welcomed him and hugged his dad and filled the wine cup to the brim. Henry Lawson
Seen him welcomed with effusion by a dozen toney gents. Henry Lawson
Masseur and manicurist / Or anything by chance / They vilify their husbands— / And draw the maintenance. Henry Lawson
A roving, roaming life is mine, / Ever by field or flood — / For not far back in my father's line / Was a dash of the Gipsy blood. Henry Lawson
When you’ve knocked about the country — been away from home for years; / When the past, by distance softened, nearly fills your eyes with tears — / You are haunted oft, wherever or however you may roam, / By a fancy that you ought to go and see the folks at home. Henry Lawson
Oh, ride and ride, you riders, / Who rode ere I was born, / While blink-and-blink the star-dust / That blinks before the morn. Henry Lawson
The grass is tough as fencing-wire, And just as good for fodder. Henry Lawson
The grass is tough as fencing-wire, And just as good for fodder. Henry Lawson
Splitting timber for the fencing, Stripping bark to roof the shed. Henry Lawson
You love me, you say, and I think you do, / But I know so many who don’t, / And how can I say I’ll be true to you / When I know very well that I won’t? / I have journeyed long and my goal is far, / I love, but I cannot bide, / For as sure as rises the morning star, / With the break of day I’ll ride. / I was doomed to ruin or doomed to mar / The home wherever I stay, / But I’ll think of you as the morning star / And they call me Break o’ Day. Henry Lawson
A tramp was trampin’ on the road — / The afternoon was warm an’ muggy — / And by-and-by he chanced to meet / A parsin ridin’ in a buggy. / Said he: 'As follerers ov the Loard, / To do good offices we oughter!' / An’ from a water-bag he poured, / An’ guv the tramp, a drink er water. Henry Lawson
A restless, homeless class they are / Who tramp in Borderland. / They take their rest ’neath moon and star — / Their bed the desert sand, Henry Lawson
Pour , ye mocking rains, and rattle, / On the bare, brown, grassless plain, / On the shrivelled hides of cattle, / That shall ne'er want grass again. Henry Lawson
From our black bread and our vodka — asking naught, and undismayed — / From our never-empty cradles! — we are coming to your aid. Henry Lawson
We respected the cook; but the name of a Boss was a blot in our book. Henry Lawson
The shearers squint along the board to catch the Boss’s boots; Henry Lawson
Castle, built of marble that was cut and reared with pain By the poor and starving wretches who were serfs on that domain— All the jewel-studded windows shone at sunset like a fire, And a diamond was flashing from the needle of the spire. Henry Lawson
But still when all seems lost on earth / Then heaven sets a sign— / Kneel down beside your lonely bed, / And I will kneel by mine, / And let us pray for happy days— / Like those of long ago. / Ah! had we knelt together then / We’do not have parted so. Henry Lawson