Aboriginal Death Song (Henry Kendall Poems)
Feet of the flying, and fierce Tops of the sharp-headed spear,Hard by the thickets that pierce, Lo! they are nimble and near.Women ...
Feet of the flying, and fierce Tops of the sharp-headed spear,Hard by the thickets that pierce, Lo! they are nimble and near.Women ...
He crouches, and buries his face on his knees,And hides in the dark of his hair;For he cannot look up ...
The song that is last of the many Whose music is full of thy name,Is weaker, O father! than any, Is fainter ...
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 ...
Another battle! and the sounds have rolled By many a gloomy gorge and wasted plainO'er huddled hills and mountains manifold, Like winds ...
Peace hath an altar there. The sounding feetOf thunder and the wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash and beat,And ...
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