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, ...
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 ...
With noise of battle and the dust of fray,Half hid in fog, the gloomy mountain lay;But Succoth's watchers, from their ...
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
Set your face toward the darkness - tell of deserts weird and wide,Where unshaken woods are huddled, and low, languid ...
A waving of hats and of hands, The voices of thousands in one,A shout from the ring and the stands, And a ...
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
High travelling winds by royal hill Their awful anthem sing,And songs exalted flow and fill The caverns of the spring.To-night across a ...
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 ...
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
Strong pinions bore Safi, the dreamer, Through the dazzle and whirl of a race,And the earth, raying up in confusion, Like a ...
Gaul whose keel in far, dim ages ploughed wan widths of polar sea-Gray old sailor of Massilia, who hath woven ...
Twelve years ago our Jack was lost. All night,Twelve years ago, the Spirit of the StormSobbed round our camp. A ...
The strong sob of the chafing stream That seaward fights its way Down crags of glitter, dells of gleam, Is ...
To-night a strong south wind in thunder singsAcross the city. Now by salt wet flats,And ridges perished with the breath ...
Phantom streams were in the distance — mocking lights of lake and pool —Ghosts of trees of soft green lustre ...
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 ...
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
A CLAMOUR by day and a whisper by night, And the Summer comes-with the shining noons,With the ripple of leaves, and ...
Sing the song of wave-worn Coogee, Coogee in the distance white,With its jags and points disrupted, gaps and fractures fringed ...
Now comes the fierce north-easter, bound About with clouds and racks of rain,And dry, dead leaves go whirling round In rings of ...
Strange is the song, and the soul that is singing Falters because of the vision it sees;Voice that is not of ...
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