The Opossum-Hunt (Henry Kendall Poems)
Hear ye not the waters beating where the rapid rivers, meeting With the winds above them fleeting, hurry to the distant ...
Henry Kendall Poems on Nature (51 Poems)
Hy-Brasil (Henry Kendall Poems)
"Daughter," said the ancient father, pausing by the evening sea,"Turn thy face towards the sunset — turn thy face and ...
Song of the Shingle-Spli (Henry Kendall Poems)
IN dark wild woods, where the lone owl broods And the dingoes nightly yell- Where the curlew's cry goes floating ...
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 ...
Heath from the Highlands (Henry Kendall Poems)
Here, where the great hills fall awayTo bays of silver sea,I hold within my hand to-dayA wild thing, strange to ...
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 ...
Daphne (Henry Kendall Poems)
Daphne! Ladon's daughter, Daphne! Set thyself in silver light,Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white ...
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 ...
The Rain Comes Sobbing to the Door (Henry Kendall Poems)
The night grows dark, and weird, and cold; and thick drops patter on the pane;There comes a wailing from the ...
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 ...
The Curlew Song (Henry Kendall Poems)
The viewless blast flies moaning past,Away to the forest trees,Where giant pines and leafless vinesBend 'neath the wandering breeze!From ferny ...
The Ballad of Tanna (Henry Kendall Poems)
She knelt by the dead, in her passionate grief,Beneath a weird forest of Tanna;She kissed the stern brow of her ...
To – – (Henry Kendall Poems)
AH, often do I wait and watch, And look up, straining through the RealWith longing eyes, my friend, to catch Faint glimpses ...
Aboriginal Death Song (Henry Kendall Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Lurline (Inscribed to Madame Lucy Escott.) (Henry Kendall Poems)
As you glided and glided before us that time, A mystical, magical maiden,We fancied we looked on a face from the ...
Prefatory Sonnets (Henry Kendall Poems)
I.I purposed once to take my pen and write,Not songs, like some, tormented and awry *With passion, but a cunning ...
Ulmarra (Henry Kendall Poems)
Alone - alone!With a heart like a stone,She maketh her moanAt the feet of the trees,With her face on her ...
Amongst the Roses (Henry Kendall Poems)
I walked through a Forest, beneath the hot noon,On Etheline calling and calling!One said: "She will hear you and come ...
Blue Mountain Pioneers (Henry Kendall Poems)
The dauntless three! For twenty days and nightsThese heroes battled with the haughty heights;For twenty spaces of the star and ...
Harps We Love (Henry Kendall Poems)
The harp we love hath a royal burst!Its strings are mighty forest trees;And branches, swaying to and fro,Are fingers sounding ...