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 ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
Gaul whose keel in far, dim ages ploughed wan widths of polar sea-Gray old sailor of Massilia, who hath woven ...
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
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 ...
CHILD of Light, the bright, the bird-like! wilt thou float and float to me,Facing winds and sleets and waters, flying ...
Here, where the great hills fall awayTo bays of silver sea,I hold within my hand to-dayA wild thing, strange to ...
A MIGHTY theatre of snow and fire,Girt with perpetual Winter, and sublimeBy reason of that lordly solitudeWhich dwells for ever ...
THE PRIESTS and the Levites went forth, to feast at the courts of the Kings;They were vain of their greatness ...
Said the yellow-haired Spirit of Spring To the white-footed Spirit of Snow,"On the wings of the tempest take wing, And leave me ...
TAKE the harp, but very softly for our brother touch the strings:Wind and wood shall help to wail him, waves ...
Where in a green, moist, myrtle dellThe torrent voice rings strongAnd clear, above a star-bright well,I write this woodland song.The ...
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