Fragments from ‘Genius Lost’ (Charles Harpur Poems)
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
Sovereign! Am I! By God's decree Of Hell for all eternity, Where joy and peace are never known, Nor light ...
Ow! Wow! Wow!(Funeral note sustained by flutes, suggesting a long-bodied, short-legged, large-headed dog in anguish.)Ow! Wow!We are the people who ...
The unsoiled hand, the sleek, black coat, The senile, ledger-haunted hours,The knowledge that my freeman's vote Is humbly cast to ...
This labouring, vast, Tellurian galleon,Riding at anchor off the orient sun,Had broken its cable, and stood out to spaceDown some ...
When I'm sittin' in me dug-out, with me rifle on me knees, An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up ...
THE CYNDUS1Beneath th' triumphal blue, th' riotous day, Her silvern galley beats the black flood white, Whilst the long sillage ...
It is nothing to me, the beauty said,With a careless toss of her pretty head;The man is weak if he ...
By the Mediterranean shore, In the days of the cohorts and legions,When oodles of rain used to pour O'er the ...
'Twas evening, and the wintry white Glistened beneath the star-lit sky — Forth marched the British cohorts right Through Boston's ...
Oh, how I hate these chills, these winter ills, Bleak blasts and breezes;Abominate the "flu," the fierce "Tishoo" -- All ...
CONQUERORS leonine, lordly, Princes and vaunting kings, Ye are drunk with the sound of your braggart trumps -- But lo! ...
Undaunted watcher of the mountain track,Tho' surging cohorts like a sea below,Against thy cliff-walled homes their thunders throw;Proud, whilst thy ...
1814-1914 When, on a novel's newly printed page We find a maudlin eulogy of sin, And read of ways that ...
I'll tell of the Battle of Hastings, As happened in days long gone by, When Duke William became King of ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
The years become you as Oxford becomes you, As you became Oxford through the protest years; From Magdalen's grey gargoyles ...
One thing that literature would be greatly the better for Would be a more restricted employment by the authors of ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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