Kiama (Henry Kendall Poems)
Towards the hills of JamberooSome few fantastic shadows haste,Uplit with firesLike castle spiresOutshining through a mirage waste.Behold, a mournful glory ...
Towards the hills of JamberooSome few fantastic shadows haste,Uplit with firesLike castle spiresOutshining through a mirage waste.Behold, a mournful glory ...
Where the strength of dry thunder splits hill-rocks asunder,And the shouts of the desert-wind break,By the gullies of deepness and ...
Where Hornby, like a mighty fallen star,Burns through the darkness with a splendid ringOf tenfold light, and where the awful ...
THE SPIRIT of beautiful faces, The light on the forehead of Love,And the spell of past visited places, And the songs and ...
Sweet water-moons, blown into lightsOf flying gold on pool and creek,And many sounds and many sightsOf younger days are back ...
A SILVER slope, a fall of firs, a league of gleaming grasses,And fiery cones, and sultry spurs, and swarthy pits ...
Who cometh from fields of the south With raiment of weeping and woe,And a cry of the heart in her mouth, And ...
The embers were blinking and clinking away,The casement half open was thrown;There was nothing but cloud on the skirts of ...
The wild night comes like an owl to its lair,The black clouds follow fast,And the sun-gleams die, and the lightnings ...
The viewless blast flies moaning past,Away to the forest trees,Where giant pines and leafless vinesBend 'neath the wandering breeze!From ferny ...
Turn from the ways of this Woman! Campaspe we call her by name —She is fairer than flowers of the ...
The gums in the gully stand gloomy and stark,A torrent beneath them is leaping,And the wind goes about like a ...
Dim dreams it hath of singing ways,Of far-off woodland water-heads,And shining ends of April daysAmongst the yellow runnel-beds.Stoop closer to ...
IT LIES amongst the sleeping stones, Far down the hidden mountain glade;And past its brink the torrent moans For ever in a ...
AT DUSK, like flowers that shun the day, Shy thoughts from dim recesses break,And plead for words I dare not say For ...
Where in a green, moist, myrtle dellThe torrent voice rings strongAnd clear, above a star-bright well,I write this woodland song.The ...
HATH he not followed a star through the darkness,Ye people who sit at the table of Jephthah?Oh! turn with the ...
WHEN God drave the ruthless waters From our cornfields to the sea,Came she where our wives and daughters Sobbed their thanks on ...
The heart that once was rich with light,And happy in your grace,Now lieth cold beneath the scornThat gathers on your ...
Feet of the flying, and fierce Tops of the sharp-headed spear,Hard by the thickets that pierce, Lo! they are nimble and near.Women ...
He crouches, and buries his face on his knees,And hides in the dark of his hair;For he cannot look up ...
The crag-pent breezes sob and moan where hidden waters glide;And twilight wanders round the earth with slow and shadowy stride.The ...
A strong sea-wind flies up and singsAcross the blown-wet border,Whose stormy echo runs and ringsLike bells in wild disorder.Fierce breath ...
THERE'S music wafting on the air, The evening winds are sighingAmong the trees-and yonder stream Is mournfully replying,Lamenting loud the sunny light That ...
She sleeps-and I see through a shadowy haze, Where the hopes of the past and the dreams that I cherishedIn the ...
Sing her a song of the sun: Fill it with tones of the stream, -Echoes of waters that run Glad with the ...
As you glided and glided before us that time, A mystical, magical maiden,We fancied we looked on a face from the ...
Alone - alone!With a heart like a stone,She maketh her moanAt the feet of the trees,With her face on her ...
From the runs of the Narran, wide-dotted with sheep,And loud with the lowing of cattle,We speed for a land where ...
I walked through a Forest, beneath the hot noon,On Etheline calling and calling!One said: "She will hear you and come ...
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