On A Cattle Track (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where the strength of dry thunder splits hill-rocks asunder,And the shouts of the desert-wind break,By the gullies of deepness and ...
Where the strength of dry thunder splits hill-rocks asunder,And the shouts of the desert-wind break,By the gullies of deepness and ...
THE SPIRIT of beautiful faces, The light on the forehead of Love,And the spell of past visited places, And the songs and ...
And so, Anne Everard, in those leafy JunesLong withered; in those ancient, dark Decembers,Deep in the drift of time, haunted ...
Out over my study,All ashen and ruddy,Sinks the December sun;And high up overThe chimney's soot cove,The winter night wind has ...
In his great cushioned chair by the fenderAn old man sits dreaming to-night,His withered hands, licked by the tender,Warm rays ...
In Nature's bright blossoms not always reposesThat strange subtle essence more rare than their bloom,Which lies in the hearts of ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.And etched ...
The passion you forbade my lips to utterWill not be silenced. You must hear it inThe sullen thunders when they ...
No news of navies burnt at seas; No noise of late spawn'd tittyries; No closet plot or open vent, That ...
Bright sari in a darkened street - the lilting grey of Yorkshire sky; rust requiems for demolished mills - repeating ...
Cold in the earth-and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I ...
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago. ...
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