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, ...
Henry Kendall Poems on Walking (5 Poems)
Robert Parkes (Henry Kendall Poems)
High travelling winds by royal hill Their awful anthem sing,And songs exalted flow and fill The caverns of the spring.To-night across a ...
To a Mountain (Henry Kendall Poems)
To thee, O father of the stately peaks,Above me in the loftier light — to thee,Imperial brother of those awful ...
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 ...
Waiting and Wishing (Henry Kendall Poems)
I loiter by this surging sea,Here, by this surging, sooming sea,Here, by this wailing, wild-faced sea,Dreaming through the dreamy night;Yearning ...