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 ...
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 ...
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,And, ...
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
Rifted mountains, clad with forests, girded round by gleaming pines,Where the morning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines;Shimmering ...
From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms,Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms-From the home ...
Twelve years ago, when I could face High heaven's dome with different eyes-In days full-flowered with hours of grace, And nights not ...
I dread that street — its haggard faceI have not seen for eight long years;A mother's curse is on the ...
Twelve years ago our Jack was lost. All night,Twelve years ago, the Spirit of the StormSobbed round our camp. A ...
WE STOOD by the window and hearkenedTo the voice of the runnels sea-driven,While, northward, the mountain-heads darkened,Girt round with the ...
INTO that good old Hebrew's soul sublimeThe spirit of the wilderness had passed;For where the thunders of imperial StormRolled over ...
Let me talk of years evanished, let me harp upon the timeWhen we trod these sands together, in our boyhood's ...
Sing the song of wave-worn Coogee, Coogee in the distance white,With its jags and points disrupted, gaps and fractures fringed ...
OUT of the body for ever, Wearily sobbing, "Oh, whither?"A Soul that hath wasted its chances Floats on the limitless ether.Lost in ...
Where Harpur lies, the rainy streams, And wet hill-heads, and hollows weeping,Are swift with wind, and white with gleams, And hoarse with ...
"Shut your ears, stranger, or turn from Ghost Glen now,For the paths are grown over, untrodden by men now;Shut your ...
Daphne! Ladon's daughter, Daphne! Set thyself in silver light,Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white ...
Barren Age and withered World!Oh! the dying leaves,Like a drizzling rain,Falling round the roof —Pattering on the pane!Frosty Age and ...
Who cometh from fields of the south With raiment of weeping and woe,And a cry of the heart in her mouth, And ...
Grey Winter hath gone, like a wearisome guest,And, behold, for repayment,September comes in with the wind of the WestAnd the ...
She knelt by the dead, in her passionate grief,Beneath a weird forest of Tanna;She kissed the stern brow of her ...
WHEN God drave the ruthless waters From our cornfields to the sea,Came she where our wives and daughters Sobbed their thanks on ...
I.I purposed once to take my pen and write,Not songs, like some, tormented and awry *With passion, but a cunning ...
THE VERDANT ivy clings around Yon moss be-mantled wall,As if it sought to hide the stones, That crumbling soon must fall:That relic ...
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