The Australiad (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
'Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,And "sire," he said, "I bring thy ships in ...
Mary Hannay Foott Poems (32 Poems)
The Australiad – (A poem for children.) (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
'Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,And "sire," he said, "I bring thy ships in ...
The Melbourne Internationa (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Ceased is the sound of the chisel, and hushed is the hammer's ring,And the echoes that haunted the empty halls ...
Watch-Night (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Midnight,-musical and splendid,- And the Old Year's life is ended,-And the New, "born in the purple," babe yet crowned, among us ...
The Future Of Australia (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Sing us the Land of the Southern Sea,- The land we have called our own;Tell us what harvest there shall be From ...
The Massacre Of The Bards (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
The sunlight from the sky is swept,But, over Snowdon's summit kept, One brand of cloud yet burns,-By ghostly hands far out ...
To The Virgin Mary (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Mother of Him we call the Christ, No halo round thy brows we paint,-Incense and prayer we offer not, Nor mind to ...
The Magi To The Star (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
I. THANKSGIVING.Star, on thy Heaven-returning way, Our message of thanksgiving bear;To Him who answered with thy ray The priestless Gentiles' trembling prayer.When ...
At the Fords Of Jordan (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A little way farther to guide thee I goWhere the footing is firm and the waters are low;Then we part, ...
Nearing Port (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A blue line to the westward that surely is not cloud;A green tinge in the waters; a clamorous bird-crowd;Then far-off ...
David’s Lament For Jonathan (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Thou wast hard pressed, yet God concealed this thing From me; and thou wast wounded very sore,And beaten down, O son ...
Ave Caesar! Morituri Te Salutant (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
The coup d'etat is blotted out With fresher blood, with blacker crime,-As midnight horrors put to rout The vaguer ghosts of twilight-time."Greeting ...
Wentworth (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
'Tis a new thing for Australia that the waters to her bearOne who seeks not strength of sunshine, or the ...
The Aurora Australis (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A RADIANCE in the midnight sky No white moon gave, nor yellow star;We thought its red glow mounted high Where fire and ...
In Time Of Drought (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
"The river of God is full of water."-Psalm.——————————————————————————————————————— —The rushes are black by the river bed, And the sheep and the ...
Napoleon III (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
His silent spirit from the place Slid forth unseen; amid the throngOf those whose love outlived disgrace,- Whose fealty to the last ...
The Fate Of Bass (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
On the snow-line of the summit stood the Spaniard's English slave;And the frighted condor westward flew afar—-Where the torch of ...
Sonnets (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
I. CHRISTMAS DAY.O happy day, with seven-fold blessings setAmid thy hallowed hours-the memories dearOf childhood's holidays-and household cheer,When friends and ...
In The South Pacific (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A vision of a savage land, A glimpse of cloud-ringed seas;A moonlit deck, a murderous hand;- No more, no more of these!No ...
New Country (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Conde had come with us all the way —Eight hundred miles — but the fortnight's restMade him fresh as a ...
For Charles Dickens (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Above our dear Romancer's dust Grief takes the place of praise,Because of sudden cypress thrust Amid the old-earned bays.Ah! when shall such ...
To Henry The Fifth (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
My youth was passing, Sire, whilst you amongThe cradle-wrappings slept; my morning-songSung o'er your pillow. Winds of heaven have thrownUs ...
No Message (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
She heard the story of the end,Each message, too, she heard;And there was one for every friend;For her alone — ...
In Memoriam C. G. Gordon (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Devotion! When thy name is named, What matchless visions rise!The Hebrew, leaving Pharoah's house, To Israel's rescue flies;The Moabitess, gleans, content, Beneath the ...
The Belated Swallow (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Belated swallow, whither flying?The day is dead, the light is dying, The night draws near:Where is thy nest, slow put together,Soft-lined ...
To The White Julienne (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
AGAIN above thy fragile flowers I bend, to bring their perfume nigh;For only in the evening hours Thy odors pass thy blossoms ...
Up North (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
Into Thy hands let me fall, 0 Lord,- Not into the hands of men,-And she thinned the ranks of the savage ...
In The Land Of Dreams (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
A Bridle-path in the tangled mallee, With blossoms unnamed and unknown bespread,-And two who ride through its leafy alley,- But never the ...
Sonnets – II – The New Year (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
With supple boughs and new-born leaflets crowned,Rejoicing in fresh verdure stands the tree,Though weather-scarred and scooped by fire may beIts ...
Sonnets – I – Christmas Day (Mary Hannay Foott Poems)
O happy day, with seven-fold blessings setAmid thy hallowed hours, the memories dearOf childhood's holidays, and household cheer,When friends and ...