Poems by Charles Harpur
The Tear
... From natures full of sweetness, when the pall ...
Absence
... Rosa, when cheer thee with like sadness bowed ...
Cora
... That day (returned) which gave her breath ...
Australia's First Great Poet
... Her first high-priest in this bright southern clime! ...
Like Him Who Great reports Of Tilth Rejects
... And all his hopes breathe the worlds breathto die! ...
Memory's Genesis
... May pity the cold worldthe world we trust no more! ...
An Aboriginal Mother's Lament: Early Version
... O moan not! I would give this braid ...
The Dream by the Fountain
... Of her yet to be famed streams, through dark woods far-gleaming ...
John Heki
... Because the echoes in their caves that dwell ...
Love
... While throned I seem on loves divinest height &emsp ...
Asking in Vain
... Have I known through loss of thee, ...
The Nevers of Poetry
... Like thisDown there i the deep heart o the thunder, ...
To James Norton Esq.
... But fame he sought not through a gainful hand ...
Marvellous Martin
... Their slimy embryos came in youthful Lottery's brain ...
A Lament
... oh God! To see where their feet have unwittingly trod, ...
