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 SATE upon a lonely peak, A backwood river's course to view, ...
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 ...
'TIS nine o'clock:-to bed! cried Egremont,Who with his youthful household (for 'tis nowLong since) inhabited a lonely homeIn the Australian ...
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 silent step behold her steal Over those envious clouds that hidTill now her face, then stand-a seal ...
Behold an Indian isle, reposedUpon the deep's enamoured breast,Even like a royal bride, be-rosedWith passion in her happy rest.Or, when ...
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 ...
Yet do not thou forsake me now, Poesy, with Peace-together!Ere this last disastrous blowDid lay my struggling fortunes low,In ...
Thy purpose, heavenly stranger, who may tellBut Him, who linked thee to the starry whole?Wherefore, in this our darkness, be ...
WE'LL PLANT a Tree of Liberty In the centre of the land,And round it ranged as guardians ...
It is the morning star, arising slowOut of yon hill's dark bulk, as she were bornOf its desire for day; ...
(Outward Bound)AWAY, away she plunges With her white sails o'er her spread,Like the summer clouds that gather On ...
Where the wandering Barwin delighteth the eye,Befringed with the myall and golden-bloomed gorse,Oh a beautiful Squatter came galloping by,With a ...
Who sees him walk the street, can scarce forbearTo question thus his friend, What prig goes there?So much hath Nature, ...
My soul; is raying like a star, My heart is happier than a bird,And all because, through fortune's jar, ...
MINE heart is heavy with an ancient sorrow, My brain is aching with a clinging grief,And if ...
My Country, though rude yet, and wild, be thy nature,This alone our proud love should beget and command:There's noon in ...
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