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 ...
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
JanuaryThe first fair month! In singing Summer's sphereShe glows, the eldest daughter of the year.All light, all warmth, all passion, ...
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
Rifted mountains, clad with forests, girded round by gleaming pines,Where the morning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines;Shimmering ...
Songs of morning, with your breathSing the darkness now to death;Radiant river, beaming bay,Fair as Summer, shine to-day;Flying torrent, falling ...
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 ...
"Daughter," said the ancient father, pausing by the evening sea,"Turn thy face towards the sunset — turn thy face and ...
CHILD of Light, the bright, the bird-like! wilt thou float and float to me,Facing winds and sleets and waters, flying ...
The embers were blinking and clinking away,The casement half open was thrown;There was nothing but cloud on the skirts of ...
IT LIES amongst the sleeping stones, Far down the hidden mountain glade;And past its brink the torrent moans For ever in a ...
That love of letters which is as the light Of deathless verse, intense, ineffable,Hath made this scholar's nature like the white, Pure ...
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