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 Music (27 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 ...
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, ...
To the Spirit of Music (Henry Kendall Poems)
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
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 ...
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 ...
Bob (Henry Kendall Poems)
SINGER of songs of the hills- Dreamer, by waters unstirred,Back in a valley of rills, Home of the leaf and the bird!-Read ...
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 ...
Leichhardt (Henry Kendall Poems)
LORDLY harp, by lordly master wakened from majestic sleep,Yet shall speak and yet shall sing the words which make the ...
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 ...
Morning in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
Above the skirts of yellow clouds,The god-like Sun, arrayedIn blinding splendour, swiftly rose,And looked athwart the glade;The sleepy dingo watched ...
Coogee (Henry Kendall Poems)
Sing the song of wave-worn Coogee, Coogee in the distance white,With its jags and points disrupted, gaps and fractures fringed ...
Mary Rivers (Henry Kendall Poems)
Path beside the silver waters, flashing in October's sun-Walk, by green and golden margins where the sister streamlets run-Twenty shining ...
Persia (Henry Kendall Poems)
I am writing this song at the close Of a beautiful day of the springIn a dell where the daffodil grows By ...
Ella with the Shining Hair (Henry Kendall Poems)
Through many a fragrant cedar grove A darkened water moans;And there pale Memory stood with Love Amongst the moss-green stones.The shimmering sunlight ...
Euterpe (Henry Kendall Poems)
CHILD of Light, the bright, the bird-like! wilt thou float and float to me,Facing winds and sleets and waters, flying ...
Charles Harpur (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where Harpur lies, the rainy streams, And wet hill-heads, and hollows weeping,Are swift with wind, and white with gleams, And hoarse with ...
In Memory of John Fairfax (Henry Kendall Poems)
Because this man fulfilled his days,Like one who walks with steadfast gazeAverted from forbidden ways With lures of fair, false flowerage ...
The Wild Kangaroo (Henry Kendall Poems)
The rain-clouds have gone to the deep —The East like a furnace doth glow;And the day-spring is flooding the steep,And ...
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 ...
September in Australia (Henry Kendall Poems)
Grey Winter hath gone, like a wearisome guest,And, behold, for repayment,September comes in with the wind of the WestAnd the ...
William Bede Dalley (Henry Kendall Poems)
That love of letters which is as the light Of deathless verse, intense, ineffable,Hath made this scholar's nature like the white, Pure ...
John Dunmore Lang (Henry Kendall Poems)
The song that is last of the many Whose music is full of thy name,Is weaker, O father! than any, Is fainter ...
Under the Figtree (Henry Kendall Poems)
Like drifts of balm from cedared glens, those darling memories come,With soft low songs, and dear old tales, familiar to ...
The Muse of Australia (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where the pines with the eagles are nestled in rifts,And the torrent leaps down to the surges,I have followed her, ...
On a Baby Buried by the Hawkesbury (Henry Kendall Poems)
A grace that was lent for a very few hours,By the bountiful Spirit above us;She sleeps like a flower in ...