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 ...
AH, to be by Mooni now! Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By ...
The grand, authentic songs that rollAcross grey widths of wild-faced sea,The lordly anthems of the Pole,Are loud upon the lea.Yea, ...
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms,Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms-From the home ...
ACROSS bleak widths of broken sea A fierce north-easter breaks,And makes a thunder on the lea- A whiteness of the lakes.Here, while ...
A strong sea-wind flies up and singsAcross the blown-wet border,Whose stormy echo runs and ringsLike bells in wild disorder.Fierce breath ...
So oft our hearts, beloved lute,In blossomy haunts of song are mute;So long we pore, 'mid murmurings dull,O'er loveliness unutterable.So ...
HOW long, o Lord, how long the Winter's woes?Is it to purge the world of sin and stainThat in its ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
IThe shepherd, with his eye on hazy South,Has told of rain upon the fall of day.But promise is there none ...
Like as a terrible fire feeds fast on a forest enormous,Up on a mountain height, and ...
Somno mollior unda I Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, Soft and passionate, dark and sweet. Love's own ...
If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad ...
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