Fragments from ‘Genius Lost’ (Charles Harpur Poems)
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
Charles Harpur Poems on World (28 Poems)
The Creek of the Four Graves [Late Version] (Charles Harpur Poems)
A settler in the olden times went forthWith four of his most bold and trusted menInto the wilderness-went forth to ...
The Creek of the Four Graves [Early Version] (Charles Harpur Poems)
I VERSE a Settler's Tale of the old times,-One told me by our friend, the kindly sage,Old Egremont, who then ...
The Vision of the Rock (Charles Harpur Poems)
I SATE upon a lonely peak, A backwood river's course to view, ...
Monodies (Charles Harpur Poems)
I.I stand in thought beside my father's grave:The grave of one who, in his old age, diedToo late perhaps, since ...
Love Sonnets (Charles Harpur Poems)
How beautiful doth the morning rise O'er the hills, as from her bower a bride ...
The Bush Fire (Charles Harpur Poems)
'TIS nine o'clock:-to bed! cried Egremont,Who with his youthful household (for 'tis nowLong since) inhabited a lonely homeIn the Australian ...
The Ideal (Charles Harpur Poems)
Spirit of Dreams! When many a toilsome heightShut paradise from exiled Adam's sight,Two wedded powers were given thenceforth to strayOn ...
Shakespeare (Charles Harpur Poems)
Standing alone, a study in itself,How Shakespeare's volume glorifies my shelf!For thence his spirit forth on mine has shined,Like a ...
The Death Of Shelley (Charles Harpur Poems)
Fit winding-sheet for thee Was the upheaving eternal sea,Fit dirge the tempest's slave-alarming roll ...
The Drowned Alive (Charles Harpur Poems)
I was one so deeply drowned,That when the drag my body found,Twas void of motion, void of breath,And to sensation ...
A Poet to… (Charles Harpur Poems)
Long ere I knew thee-years of loveless days, A shape would gather from my dreams, and pourThe soul-sweet influence ...
To — (Charles Harpur Poems)
LONG ere I knew thee-years of loveless days- A Shape would gather from my dreams and pourThe soul-sweet influence ...
Cora (Charles Harpur Poems)
Of Cora, once so dearly ours, Would mournful memory sing;Of how she came when came the flowers, To ...
To an Echo on the Banks of the Hunter [Early Version] (Charles Harpur Poems)
I hear thee, echo! And I start to hear thee With a strange shock, as from among the hillsThy ...
Love, Dreaming of Death (Charles Harpur Poems)
I dreamt my little boys were dead And I was sitting wild and lone;On closed unmoving knees my head ...
To Poesy (Charles Harpur Poems)
Yet do not thou forsake me now, Poesy, with Peace-together!Ere this last disastrous blowDid lay my struggling fortunes low,In ...
The Enquiry (Charles Harpur Poems)
O SAY, if into sudden storm Some future cloud we may not shunShould burst, and Love's bright world deform, ...
Humanity (Charles Harpur Poems)
I dreamed I was a sculptor, and had wroughtOut of a towering adamantine cragA mighty figure, stately, giant-limbed,And with the ...
The Master Mariner’s Song (Charles Harpur Poems)
(Outward Bound)AWAY, away she plunges With her white sails o'er her spread,Like the summer clouds that gather On ...
Music (Charles Harpur Poems)
In vain, when music's seraph-fire Runs kindling through the air,Making it such as gods respire, (And gods perhaps ...
Dora (Charles Harpur Poems)
It was, I well remember, the merry springtime whenYoung Dora in the eventide came singing up the glen,And the song ...
Song! (Charles Harpur Poems)
A thousand million souls arise Out of the cradle of to-day,And, like a living storm, beneath the skies ...
The Temperance Movement (Charles Harpur Poems)
A POWER is stirring-a broad light has shone Amid the nation's-in the wilderness Of ...
‘Yes’ (Charles Harpur Poems)
MY SOUL is raying like a star,My heart is happier than a bird,And all to hear through fortune's jarOne promissory ...
Never Mind (Charles Harpur Poems)
My Country, though rude yet, and wild, be thy nature,This alone our proud love should beget and command:There's noon in ...
Like Him Who Great reports Of Tilth Rejects (Charles Harpur Poems)
Like him who great reports of tilth rejects,Because his own is a most barren field,Is he who man's divinity suspects,Because ...
Could we as Mortals (Charles Harpur Poems)
Could we as mortals but our end foresee,How little in our minds the world would be;Could we as spirits but ...