Charles Harpur (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where Harpur lies, the rainy streams, And wet hill-heads, and hollows weeping,Are swift with wind, and white with gleams, And hoarse with ...
Where Harpur lies, the rainy streams, And wet hill-heads, and hollows weeping,Are swift with wind, and white with gleams, And hoarse with ...
LIKE a worn wind-harp on a barren lea,Unstirred by subtle breathings of the sea,Though sweet south-breezes swell the floodtide's flow,The ...
Emblems of storm and danger, Spindrift and mountain stern,Plants that welcome the stranger- Seaweed, tussock, and fern.Known to the world-wide ranger, Who sailed ...
When the days of creationWere all but done,And earth lay drowsingUnder the sun —Forest and desertAching and vast,Rivers unforded,Ranges unpassed ...
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