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 ...
A settler in the olden times went forthWith four of his most bold and trusted menInto the wilderness-went forth to ...
I VERSE a Settler's Tale of the old times,-One told me by our friend, the kindly sage,Old Egremont, who then ...
'TWAS night-and where a watery sound Came moaning up the Flat,Six rude and bearded stockmen round Their blazing ...
I.I stand in thought beside my father's grave:The grave of one who, in his old age, diedToo late perhaps, since ...
How beautiful doth the morning rise O'er the hills, as from her bower a bride ...
Spirit of Dreams! When many a toilsome heightShut paradise from exiled Adam's sight,Two wedded powers were given thenceforth to strayOn ...
Standing alone, a study in itself,How Shakespeare's volume glorifies my shelf!For thence his spirit forth on mine has shined,Like a ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
With musing mind I watch thee steal Above those envious clouds that hid ...
WITH silent step behold her steal Over those envious clouds that hidTill now her face, then stand-a seal ...
Fit winding-sheet for thee Was the upheaving eternal sea,Fit dirge the tempest's slave-alarming roll ...
I was one so deeply drowned,That when the drag my body found,Twas void of motion, void of breath,And to sensation ...
One summer morn, out of the sea-waves wild,A speck-like Cloud, the season's fated child,Came softly floating up the boundless sky,And ...
A HEAVY and desolate sense of life Is all the Past makes mine-and stillA cold contempt of ...
LOFTY and strenuous of sentimentBut narrow and partial in its scope and bent,And thence the bigot of a local setOf ...
LONG ere I knew thee-years of loveless days- A Shape would gather from my dreams and pourThe soul-sweet influence ...
When Joshua in the days of old Stood forth upon old Jordan's bank, And ...
I hear thee, echo! And I start to hear thee With a strange shock, as from among the hillsThy ...
Thy purpose, heavenly stranger, who may tellBut Him, who linked thee to the starry whole?Wherefore, in this our darkness, be ...
Have the blasts of sorrow worn thee,Have the rocks of danger torn thee,And thus shifted, wreck-like drifted,Wouldst thou find a ...
I dreamed I was a sculptor, and had wroughtOut of a towering adamantine cragA mighty figure, stately, giant-limbed,And with the ...
Who sees him walk the street, can scarce forbearTo question thus his friend, What prig goes there?So much hath Nature, ...
Disease was lurking in the cup!Disastrous folly mantling there!For promised joys he quaffed it up-And his were ruin and despair!Yes-so ...
MINE heart is heavy with an ancient sorrow, My brain is aching with a clinging grief,And if ...
Who doubteth, when the morning star doth light Her lamp of beauty, that the day is coming?Or, ...
My work is finished that has been to me My only solace for this many a day.But ...
Deep trust in God-for that I still have sought Through all the grim doubts that bemock the ...
My country! I am sore at heart for thee! An in mine ear, like a storm-heralding breeze,A voice against ...
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