The Sydney International Exhibition (Henry Kendall Poems)
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Scene.--Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress.The Enchantress comes forth.Enchantress.He came like a dream in the dawn of life, He fled ...
The hills have on their royal robes Of purple and of gold, And over their tops the autumn clouds In heaps are onward ...
THE SUNLIGHT glitters keen and bright, Where, miles away, Lies stretching to my dazzled sight A luminous belt, a misty light,Beyond the dark ...
I.'Lift me without the tent, I say,-Me and my ottoman,-I'll see the messenger myself!It is the caravanFrom Africa, thou sayest,And ...
IT LIES amongst the sleeping stones, Far down the hidden mountain glade;And past its brink the torrent moans For ever in a ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not,On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot.Where the brooding old ...
The white moth-mullein brushed its slimCool, faery flowers against his knee;In places where the way lay dimThe branches, arching suddenly,Made ...
Another year hath roll'd away ; Summer gives place to Autumn's gloom,And lengthen'd night and shorten'd day Proclaim my sister's birthday come.Then, ...
We almost lost our minds through that mad sky:It blinds us with its fire or its snow,And, baring teeth, like ...
THE BREWING OF BEER.Now we sing the wondrous legends,Songs of wedding-feasts and dances,Sing the melodies of wedlock,Sing the songs of ...
WAINAMOINEN FINDS THE LOST-WORD.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Did not learn the words of magicIn Tuoni's gloomy regions,In the kingdom of Manala.Thereupon ...
I. S. APOLLINARE IN CLASSE: RAVENNA A temple by the wayside, a shut gate Which no priest enters, going in ...
There is a bay, all still and lone, And in the shade one broad grey stone Where at the evening ...
Each star a rung,night comes down the spiralstaircase of the evening.The breeze passes by so very closeas if someone just ...
Translated From The German of Luise von Ploennies.HIGH on that hill thou seest A single fir-tree stand; I sit there ...
Round and round, those wheels of fire,My hurt, my fear, delight, desire,Hung whirling in that dark-green tree.I could not tell, ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not, On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot. Where the ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
Everyone suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging ...
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