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 ...
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
JanuaryThe first fair month! In singing Summer's sphereShe glows, the eldest daughter of the year.All light, all warmth, all passion, ...
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
The grand, authentic songs that rollAcross grey widths of wild-faced sea,The lordly anthems of the Pole,Are loud upon the lea.Yea, ...
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
AS WHEN the strong stream of a wintering seaRolls round our coast, with bodeful breaks of storm,And swift salt rain, ...
I dread that street — its haggard faceI have not seen for eight long years;A mother's curse is on the ...
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
Sing the song of wave-worn Coogee, Coogee in the distance white,With its jags and points disrupted, gaps and fractures fringed ...
A MIGHTY theatre of snow and fire,Girt with perpetual Winter, and sublimeBy reason of that lordly solitudeWhich dwells for ever ...
SAD FACES came round, and I dreamily said "Though the harp of my country now slumbers,Some hand will pass o'er it, ...
TAKE the harp, but very softly for our brother touch the strings:Wind and wood shall help to wail him, waves ...
ALL NIGHT long the sea out yonder-all night long the wailful sea,Vext of winds and many thunders, seeketh rest unceasingly!Seeketh ...
A grace that was lent for a very few hours,By the bountiful Spirit above us;She sleeps like a flower in ...
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