Australia Vindex (Henry Kendall Poems)
Who cometh from fields of the south With raiment of weeping and woe,And a cry of the heart in her mouth, And ...
Who cometh from fields of the south With raiment of weeping and woe,And a cry of the heart in her mouth, And ...
We stood, as the helmeted horsemen Formed up in the light of the sun;We knelt, stretching bayonets towards them As they charged, ...
'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a birdIn the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard;For green ...
As thou sittest thereSkerry-bound and fair,Mountains high around and ocean's deep before thee,On thee casts her spellSaga, that shall tellOnce ...
Rolling wind-driven breakers ashore from the west,Splash my breast with the chill of your waves, or to meGrant your power ...
ROUND the December heights the clouds are gray--Gray, and wind-driven toward the stormy west,They fly, like phantoms of malign unrest,To ...
COUNTRY'SWEET are the lanes and the hedges, the fields made red with the clover, With tall field-sorrel, and ...
"THIS is the song of the wave! The mighty one! Child of the soul of silence, beating the air to ...
Waileth a woman, "O my God!"A breaking heart in a broken breath,A hopeless cry o'er her heart-hope's death!Can words catch ...
My heritage! It is to live withinThe marts of Pleasure and of Gain, yet beNo willing worshiper at either shrine;To ...
As by the pool I wandered that lies so clear and stillWith tall old trees about it, hard by the ...
LAST night I saw the Pleiades again, Faint as a drift of steam From some tall chimney-stack; ...
The purple rain-clouds climb the hill of heaven, But storm in vain the stronghold of the sun,Though high in air ...
NOW the vexed clouds, wind-driven, spread wings of white, Long leaning wings across the sea and land. The ...
Along the narrow sandy heightI watch them swiftly come and go,Or round the leafless wood,Like flurries of wind-driven snow,Revolving in ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
LORD ADVOCATEHE clenched his pamphlet in his fist, He quoted and he hinted, Till, in a declamation-mist, His argument he ...
1962 The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening ...
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