Poems by Charles Harpur
Freedom in Faith
... The gathered tones of their stirrd depths agree ...
A Dream of the Orient
... Wide round us galleried walls extend, ...
The Voice of the Swamp Oak
... Hath made those boughs the lute of themes ...
Change and Death
... All things are rounded by change, and are perishing ...
The Emigrant's Vision
... O stranger! she said, hast thou fled from the home ...
To My Young Countryman D.H.D.
... When more and more long surgy rolls come booming ...
The Witch of Hebron
... To the top Of mountainous power, though roughened with unrest, ...
The End of the Book
... I know that, hive-like, it with love is stored, ...
Song
... Theres a path to redemptionbut that we shall miss ...
Fragments from 'Genius Lost'
... Those deathless strains that witched the world of old ...
'And Wonder Ye Not If His Speech Be Uncouth'
... Where the savage whooped and the wild dog cried ...
A Midsummer Noon in the Australian Forest
... Its shards flame out like gems on fire ...
How Full of God
... The more that they so richly glow, ...
The Cloud
... And then wide-flashed throughout her full-grown form ...
Virginal Love
... That to my thought twere sweet to sleep ...
