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Born in April 18, 1839 / Died in August 1, 1882 / Australia / English

Poems by Henry Kendall

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Orara

...   Ah, folded woods, that hide the grace &emsp ...

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Sonnets on the Discovery of Botany Bay by Captain Cook

... II The Second Attempt, Opposed by Two of the Natives ...

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The Late W. V. Wild, Esq.

... But my heart waxeth dark with the thoughts of the worth ...

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Doubting

... “Your words are wild,” my brother said, ...

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Rover

... And dashed through flood and fierce defile— ...

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Manasseh

... Which should have come with Age — which came with Pain, ...

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Leaves from Australian Forests (12 Sonnets)

...  For now the leaves are white in last year’s bowers, ...

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Ogyges

... yea to find A sudden stir, like life, about my feet, ...

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To - -

...   While Sound lies hushed among the trees, ...

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Intaglio - Frank Denz

... They are far from me now, but I hear, when hushed are the night and the tide, ...

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King Saul at Gilboa

... “Mark, Achish, mark!” — South-west and south there sped ...

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Geraldine

... And swooning thoughts that had no voice — no utterance, Geraldine ...

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Sydney Exhibition Cantata

... Teach us to look to Thee - give all our days to Thee, ...

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On the Paroo

... —any peace, Or hope for casual breath and labouring lips, ...

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Amongst the Roses

... And the thirsty leaves rustled, and hissed for the rain, ...