The Sydney International Exhibition (Henry Kendall Poems)
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are setTo bitter themes and words that spite the gods;For, seeing how ...
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
JanuaryThe first fair month! In singing Summer's sphereShe glows, the eldest daughter of the year.All light, all warmth, all passion, ...
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
The Sun o'er the waters was throwing In the freshness of morning its beams;And the breast of the ocean seemed glowing With ...
Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,And, ...
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
Set your face toward the darkness - tell of deserts weird and wide,Where unshaken woods are huddled, and low, languid ...
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
Where the lone creek, chafing nightly in the cold and sad moonshine,Beats beneath the twisted fern-roots and the drenched and ...
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
SINGER of songs of the hills- Dreamer, by waters unstirred,Back in a valley of rills, Home of the leaf and the bird!-Read ...
Rifted mountains, clad with forests, girded round by gleaming pines,Where the morning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines;Shimmering ...
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,Been out since the night of escape — ...
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
In the roar of the storm, in the wild bitter voice of the tempest-whipped sea,The cry of my darling, my ...
I dread that street — its haggard faceI have not seen for eight long years;A mother's curse is on the ...
Strong pinions bore Safi, the dreamer, Through the dazzle and whirl of a race,And the earth, raying up in confusion, Like a ...
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
Phantom streams were in the distance — mocking lights of lake and pool —Ghosts of trees of soft green lustre ...
INTO that good old Hebrew's soul sublimeThe spirit of the wilderness had passed;For where the thunders of imperial StormRolled over ...
A SONG that is bitter with grief-a ballad as pale as the lightThat comes with the fall of the leaf, ...
Years fifty, and seven to boot, have smitten the children of menSince sound of a voice or a foot came ...
Songs of morning, with your breathSing the darkness now to death;Radiant river, beaming bay,Fair as Summer, shine to-day;Flying torrent, falling ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories