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 ...
How beautiful doth the morning rise O'er the hills, as from her bower a bride ...
Thy purpose, heavenly stranger, who may tellBut Him, who linked thee to the starry whole?Wherefore, in this our darkness, be ...
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, ...
My work is finished that has been to me My only solace for this many a day.But ...
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