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 ...
Henry Kendall Poems (183 Poems)
Euterpe: A Cantanta (Henry Kendall Poems)
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
A Death in the Bush (Henry Kendall Poems)
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
The Voyage of Telegonus (Henry Kendall Poems)
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are setTo bitter themes and words that spite the gods;For, seeing how ...
The Glen of Arrawatta (Henry Kendall Poems)
A SKY of wind! And while these fitful gustsAre beating round the windows in the cold,With sullen sobs of rain, ...
Leaves from Australian Forests (12 Sonnets) (Henry Kendall Poems)
IA Mountain SpringPeace hath an altar there. The sounding feet Of thunder and the 'wildering wings of rainAgainst fire-rifted summits flash ...
The Austral Months (Henry Kendall Poems)
JanuaryThe first fair month! In singing Summer's sphereShe glows, the eldest daughter of the year.All light, all warmth, all passion, ...
Basil Moss (Henry Kendall Poems)
SING, mountain-wind, thy strong, superior song-Thy haughty alpine anthem, over tractsWhose passes and whose swift, rock-straitened streamsCatch mighty life and ...
King Saul at Gilboa (Henry Kendall Poems)
With noise of battle and the dust of fray,Half hid in fog, the gloomy mountain lay;But Succoth's watchers, from their ...
To the Spirit of Music (Henry Kendall Poems)
IThe cool grass blowing in a breeze Of April valleys sooms and sways;On slopes that dip to quiet seas Through far, faint ...
The Merchant Ship (Henry Kendall Poems)
The Sun o'er the waters was throwing In the freshness of morning its beams;And the breast of the ocean seemed glowing With ...
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, ...
Rover (Henry Kendall Poems)
NO classic warrior tempts my pen To fill with verse these pages-No lordly-hearted man of men My Muse's thought engages.Let others choose ...
Mooni (Henry Kendall Poems)
AH, to be by Mooni now! Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By ...
Manasseh (Henry Kendall Poems)
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
Ogyges (Henry Kendall Poems)
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
John Bede Polding (Henry Kendall Poems)
With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head, A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;But cannot say the words that ...
Beyond Kerguelen (Henry Kendall Poems)
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
In Memoriam: Alice Fane Gunn Stenhouse (Henry Kendall Poems)
The grand, authentic songs that rollAcross grey widths of wild-faced sea,The lordly anthems of the Pole,Are loud upon the lea.Yea, ...
The Fate of the Explorers (A Fragment) (Henry Kendall Poems)
Set your face toward the darkness - tell of deserts weird and wide,Where unshaken woods are huddled, and low, languid ...
Black Lizzie (Henry Kendall Poems)
THE GLOVED and jewelled bards who sing Of Pippa, Maud, and Dorothea,Have hardly done the handsome thing For you, my inky Cytherea.Flower ...
Bill the Bullock-Driv (Henry Kendall Poems)
The Leaders of millions, the lords of the lands, Who sway the wide world with their willAnd shake the great globe ...
Kingsborough (Henry Kendall Poems)
A waving of hats and of hands, The voices of thousands in one,A shout from the ring and the stands, And a ...
The Curse of Mother Flood (Henry Kendall Poems)
Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen;Only ...
On a Spanish Cathedral (Henry Kendall Poems)
DEEP under the spires of a hill, by the feet of the thunder-cloud trod,I pause in a luminous, still, magnificent ...
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 ...
Peter the Piccaninny (Henry Kendall Poems)
He has a name which can't be brought Within the sphere of metre;But, as he's Peter by report, I'll trot him out ...
The Wail in the Native Oak (Henry Kendall Poems)
Where the lone creek, chafing nightly in the cold and sad moonshine,Beats beneath the twisted fern-roots and the drenched and ...
Jim the Splitter (Henry Kendall Poems)
The bard who is singing of Wollombi JimIs hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly;Besides, ...
Fainting by the Way (Henry Kendall Poems)
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...