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 ...
Henry Kendall Poems on Faces (97 Poems)
Euterpe: A Cantanta (Henry Kendall Poems)
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
The Voyage of Telegonus (Henry Kendall Poems)
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are setTo bitter themes and words that spite the gods;For, seeing how ...
The Glen of Arrawatta (Henry Kendall Poems)
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
Leaves from Australian Forests (12 Sonnets) (Henry Kendall Poems)
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
The Austral Months (Henry Kendall Poems)
JanuaryThe first fair month! In singing Summer's sphereShe glows, the eldest daughter of the year.All light, all warmth, all passion, ...
Basil Moss (Henry Kendall Poems)
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
The Maid of Gerringong (Henry Kendall Poems)
Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,And, ...
Mooni (Henry Kendall Poems)
AH, to be by Mooni now! Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By ...
Manasseh (Henry Kendall Poems)
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
John Bede Polding (Henry Kendall Poems)
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
Beyond Kerguelen (Henry Kendall Poems)
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
Black Lizzie (Henry Kendall Poems)
THE GLOVED and jewelled bards who sing Of Pippa, Maud, and Dorothea,Have hardly done the handsome thing For you, my inky Cytherea.Flower ...
Bill the Bullock-Driv (Henry Kendall Poems)
The Leaders of millions, the lords of the lands, Who sway the wide world with their willAnd shake the great globe ...
The Curse of Mother Flood (Henry Kendall Poems)
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
On a Spanish Cathedral (Henry Kendall Poems)
DEEP under the spires of a hill, by the feet of the thunder-cloud trod,I pause in a luminous, still, magnificent ...
The Wail in the Native Oak (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where the lone creek, chafing nightly in the cold and sad moonshine,Beats beneath the twisted fern-roots and the drenched and ...
Jim the Splitter (Henry Kendall Poems)
The bard who is singing of Wollombi JimIs hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly;Besides, ...
Fainting by the Way (Henry Kendall Poems)
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
Mountains (Henry Kendall Poems)
Rifted mountains, clad with forests, girded round by gleaming pines,Where the morning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines;Shimmering ...
Hunted Down (Henry Kendall Poems)
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,Been out since the night of escape — ...
On the Paroo (Henry Kendall Poems)
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
Euroclydon (Henry Kendall Poems)
On the storm-cloven Cape The bitter waves roll, With the bergs of the Pole,And the darks and the damps of the Northern ...
The Song of Ninian Melville (Henry Kendall Poems)
Sing the song of noisy Ninny - hang the Muses - spit it out!(Tuneful Nine ye needn't help me - ...
Narrara Creek (Henry Kendall Poems)
From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms,Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms-From the home ...
Intaglio – Frank Denz (Henry Kendall Poems)
In the roar of the storm, in the wild bitter voice of the tempest-whipped sea,The cry of my darling, my ...
Safi (Henry Kendall Poems)
Strong pinions bore Safi, the dreamer, Through the dazzle and whirl of a race,And the earth, raying up in confusion, Like a ...
Pytheas (Henry Kendall Poems)
Gaul whose keel in far, dim ages ploughed wan widths of polar sea-Gray old sailor of Massilia, who hath woven ...
In Memory of Edward Butler (Henry Kendall Poems)
A voice of grave, deep emphasis Is in the woods to-night;No sound of radiant day is this, No cadence of the light.Here ...