Poems by Henry Kendall
To Henry Halloran
... Heard mellowed psalms from sounding southern glens ...
When Underneath the Brown Dead Grass
... When underneath the brown dead grass ...
A Hyde Park Larrikin
... There's worse than wormwood in your speech, ...
Rose Lorraine
... What though her voice rings clearly through ...
Black Lizzie
... That sing their loves in faultless clothes: ...
Wollongong
... And our wakened fancies sparkled, and our soul-born thoughts we strung ...
The Song of Arda: (From Annatanam.)
... A song Was shaped for this, what time we heard outside ...
The Fate of the Explorers (A Fragment)
... Ere he reached their old encampment ere the well-known spot was gained, ...
The Curlew Song
... Whose loud, rough bark shoots up in the dark, ...
Heath from the Highlands
... It droops - this plant - like one who grieves ...
Outre Mer
... Have sought - with tears have sought - ...
Names Upon a Stone: (Inscribed to G. L. Fagan, Esq.)
... That spanned the straitened stream across, ...
For Ever
... She withered his strength with her stare ...
The Barcoo
... We will cry, though our lips may be glued with the drouth, ...
Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Four
... And Heaven seems far, and faith grows cold and pale ...
