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 ...
The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feasts Excited the spleen of the Birds and the Beasts: For their mirth ...
IBless the Lord, O my soul!O Lord, my God!Very great hast Thou been.Splendour and majestyThou hast put on as a ...
I When the Head of Bran Was firm on British shoulders, God made a man! Cried all beholders. Steel could ...
On the top of the Crumpetty Tree The Quangle Wangle sat, But his face you could not see, ...
LAST night we had a hurry call to go to daughter May, Her husband said that Ma and me were ...
With time our notions allus change,An' years make old idees seem strange--Take Mary there--time was when sheThought one child made ...
(IN TIME OF WAR) The young stork sleeps in the pine-tree tops, Down on the brink ...
Welcome, O truant stork! And where have you been so long? And do you bring that grace of spring ...
Last night the Stork came stalking,And, Stork, beneath your wingLay, lapped in dreamless slumber,The tiniest little thing!From Babyland, out yonderBeside ...
Translated From The German of Luise von Ploennies.HIGH on that hill thou seest A single fir-tree stand; I sit there ...
Under the torii, robed in green, The old priest creeps to the shrine.Over the bridge the still stork stands, The ...
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
THE stork who worms and frogs devours That in our ponds reside, Why should he dwell on high church-towers, With ...
Last night the Stork came stalking, And, Stork, beneath your wing Lay, lapped in dreamless slumber, The tiniest little thing! ...
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
The stork flew over a town one day, And back of each wing an infant lay; One to a rich ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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