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 Fear (17 Poems)
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, ...
King Saul at Gilboa (Henry Kendall Poems)
With noise of battle and the dust of fray,Half hid in fog, the gloomy mountain lay;But Succoth's watchers, from their ...
The Merchant Ship (Henry Kendall Poems)
The Sun o'er the waters was throwing In the freshness of morning its beams;And the breast of the ocean seemed glowing With ...
Manasseh (Henry Kendall Poems)
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
Kingsborough (Henry Kendall Poems)
A waving of hats and of hands, The voices of thousands in one,A shout from the ring and the stands, And a ...
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 ...
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 ...
Sonnets on the Discovery of Botany Bay by Captain Cook (Henry Kendall Poems)
The First Attempt to Reach the ShoreWhere is the painter who shall paint for you,My Austral brothers, with a pencil ...
Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Four (Henry Kendall Poems)
I HEAR no footfall beating through the dark, A lonely gust is loitering at the pane;There is no sound within these ...
Doubting (Henry Kendall Poems)
A Brother wandered forth with me, Beside a barren beach:He harped on things beyond the sea, And out of reach.He hinted once ...
Urara (Henry Kendall Poems)
Euroka, go over the tops of the hill,For the ~Death-clouds~ have passed us to-day,And we'll cry in the dark for ...
Caroline Chisholm (Henry Kendall Poems)
THE PRIESTS and the Levites went forth, to feast at the courts of the Kings;They were vain of their greatness ...
The Warrigal (Henry Kendall Poems)
The warrigal's lair is pent in bare, Black rocks at the gorge's mouth;It is set in ways where Summer strays With the ...
Watching (Henry Kendall Poems)
Like a beautiful face looking ever at meA pure bright moon cometh over the sea;And I stand on the crags, ...
The Last Of His Tribe (Henry Kendall Poems)
He crouches, and buries his face on his knees,And hides in the dark of his hair;For he cannot look up ...