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 Sleep (47 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
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, ...
Ogyges (Henry Kendall Poems)
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
The Fate of the Explorers (A Fragment) (Henry Kendall Poems)
Set your face toward the darkness - tell of deserts weird and wide,Where unshaken woods are huddled, and low, languid ...
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 ...
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, ...
The Voice in the Wild Oak (Henry Kendall Poems)
Twelve years ago, when I could face High heaven's dome with different eyes-In days full-flowered with hours of grace, And nights not ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Foreshadowings (Henry Kendall Poems)
FIFTEEN miles and then the harbour! Here we cannot choose but stand,Faces thrust towards the day-break, listening for our native ...
Kiama Revisited (Henry Kendall Poems)
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
Merope (Henry Kendall Poems)
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
Wollongong (Henry Kendall Poems)
Let me talk of years evanished, let me harp upon the timeWhen we trod these sands together, in our boyhood's ...
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 ...
Sonnets on the Discovery of Botany Bay by Captain Cook (Henry Kendall Poems)
The First Attempt to Reach the ShoreWhere is the painter who shall paint for you,My Austral brothers, with a pencil ...
Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Four (Henry Kendall Poems)
I HEAR no footfall beating through the dark, A lonely gust is loitering at the pane;There is no sound within these ...
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 ...
James Lionel Michael (Henry Kendall Poems)
BE HIS rest the rest he sought: Calm and deep.Let no wayward word or thought Vex his sleep.Peace-the peace that no man ...
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 ...
Passing Away (Henry Kendall Poems)
THE SPIRIT of beautiful faces, The light on the forehead of Love,And the spell of past visited places, And the songs and ...
Camped By The Creek (Henry Kendall Poems)
"All day a strong sun has been drinkingThe ponds in the Wattletree Glen;And now as they're puddles, I'm thinkingWe were ...
Galatea (Henry Kendall Poems)
A SILVER slope, a fall of firs, a league of gleaming grasses,And fiery cones, and sultry spurs, and swarthy pits ...