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 hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
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 ...
Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,And, ...
THE GLOVED and jewelled bards who sing Of Pippa, Maud, and Dorothea,Have hardly done the handsome thing For you, my inky Cytherea.Flower ...
He has a name which can't be brought Within the sphere of metre;But, as he's Peter by report, I'll trot him out ...
SINGER of songs of the hills- Dreamer, by waters unstirred,Back in a valley of rills, Home of the leaf and the bird!-Read ...
In the roar of the storm, in the wild bitter voice of the tempest-whipped sea,The cry of my darling, my ...
Twelve years ago our Jack was lost. All night,Twelve years ago, the Spirit of the StormSobbed round our camp. A ...
HERE, pent about by office walls And barren eyes all day,'Tis sweet to think of waterfalls Two hundred miles away!I would not ...
A CLAMOUR by day and a whisper by night, And the Summer comes-with the shining noons,With the ripple of leaves, and ...
Path beside the silver waters, flashing in October's sun-Walk, by green and golden margins where the sister streamlets run-Twenty shining ...
ACROSS bleak widths of broken sea A fierce north-easter breaks,And makes a thunder on the lea- A whiteness of the lakes.Here, while ...
Take this rose, and very gently place it on the tender, deepMosses where our little darling, Araluen, lies asleep.Put the ...
Here, where the great hills fall awayTo bays of silver sea,I hold within my hand to-dayA wild thing, strange to ...
THE SONG of the water Doomed ever to roam,A beautiful exile, Afar from its home.The cliffs on the mountain, The grand and the ...
The wild night comes like an owl to its lair,The black clouds follow fast,And the sun-gleams die, and the lightnings ...
Grey Winter hath gone, like a wearisome guest,And, behold, for repayment,September comes in with the wind of the WestAnd the ...
WHEN God drave the ruthless waters From our cornfields to the sea,Came she where our wives and daughters Sobbed their thanks on ...
With sweet Regret - (the dearest thing that Yesterday has left us) -We often turn our homeless eyes to scenes ...
I walked through a Forest, beneath the hot noon,On Etheline calling and calling!One said: "She will hear you and come ...
The sunsets fall and the sunsets fade,But still I walk this shadowy land;And grapple the dark and only the darkIn ...
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