Henry Lawson

Here you will find the Poem Jack Cornstalk in his Teens of poet Henry Lawson

Jack Cornstalk in his Teens

?If not in the Garden, he had in the ark,
To neither the beasts? nor the passengers? joy.
Full many a boyish and monkeyish lark,
The sandy-complexioned, the freckle-faced boy.

And down through the ages he rattles the drums,
While armies and nations each other destroy;
The century goes, and the century comes
But he lives on forever, the freckle-faced boy.

All over the world are the lands of his birth;
And when Time and Transgression this planet destroy
He will come to advise the last man on earth
The fatherly, chummy, the freckle-faced boy.?