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 ...
Henry Kendall Poems on Night (72 Poems)
A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
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, ...
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, ...
Basil Moss (Henry Kendall Poems)
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Maid of Gerringong (Henry Kendall Poems)
Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,And, ...
Rover (Henry Kendall Poems)
NO classic warrior tempts my pen To fill with verse these pages-No lordly-hearted man of men My Muse's thought engages.Let others choose ...
Mooni (Henry Kendall Poems)
AH, to be by Mooni now! Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By ...
Manasseh (Henry Kendall Poems)
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
Beyond Kerguelen (Henry Kendall Poems)
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
Bill the Bullock-Driv (Henry Kendall Poems)
The Leaders of millions, the lords of the lands, Who sway the wide world with their willAnd shake the great globe ...
The Curse of Mother Flood (Henry Kendall Poems)
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
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 ...
Jim the Splitter (Henry Kendall Poems)
The bard who is singing of Wollombi JimIs hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly;Besides, ...
Fainting by the Way (Henry Kendall Poems)
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
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 ...
Hunted Down (Henry Kendall Poems)
Two years had the tiger, whose shape was that of a sinister man,Been out since the night of escape — ...
On the Paroo (Henry Kendall Poems)
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
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 ...
Intaglio – Frank Denz (Henry Kendall Poems)
In the roar of the storm, in the wild bitter voice of the tempest-whipped sea,The cry of my darling, my ...
On a Street (Henry Kendall Poems)
I dread that street — its haggard faceI have not seen for eight long years;A mother's curse is on the ...
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 ...
In Memory of Edward Butler (Henry Kendall Poems)
A voice of grave, deep emphasis Is in the woods to-night;No sound of radiant day is this, No cadence of the light.Here ...
Our Jack (Henry Kendall Poems)
Twelve years ago our Jack was lost. All night,Twelve years ago, the Spirit of the StormSobbed round our camp. A ...
The Melbourne International Exhibition (Henry Kendall Poems)
IBrothers from far-away lands, Sons of the fathers of fame,Here are our hearts and our hands- This is our song of acclaim.Lords ...