Old Poetry Poetry • Poets • Essays • Forums •

Charles Harpur's Poetry, by written

1 - 30 of 127     1 2 3 4  next >
  • Mary Arden
    When a simple English maiden,
        Nested warm in Wilmicote,
    39 lines
  • To an Echo on the Banks of the Hunter [Early Version]
    I hear thee, echo! And I start to hear thee
        With a strange shock, as from among the hills
    47 lines
  • To the Moon [Late Version]
    With musing mind I watch thee steal
                Above those envious clouds that hid
    97 lines
  • Downward, Through The Blooming Roofage
    Downward, through the blooming roofage
        Of a lonely forest bower,
    7 lines
  • The Death Of Shelley
    Fit winding-sheet for thee
            Was the upheaving eternal sea,
    87 lines
  • Like Him Who Great reports Of Tilth Rejects
    Like him who great reports of tilth rejects,
    Because his own is a most barren field,
    7 lines
  • Love Sonnets
    How beautiful doth the morning rise
            O’er the hills, as from her bower a bride
    193 lines
  • Collins
    A Genius caged in niceties of art;
    A full-souled Bard that should have thought apart,
    12 lines
  • Gray
    The loud, apt epithet, applying sure;
    The dim-drawn image, artfully obscure;
    14 lines
  • Poetry and Prose
    What is the true difference ’twixt Prose and Rhyme,
    Since both may be beautiful, both be sublime?
    3 lines
  • The Drunkard
    Disease was lurking in the cup!
    Disastrous folly mantling there!
    43 lines
  • 'On nerveless, tuneless lines how sadly'
    ON nerveless, tuneless lines how sadly
    Ringing rhymes may wasted be,
    7 lines
  • To ——
    LONG ere I knew thee—years of loveless days—
        A Shape would gather from my dreams and pour
    63 lines
  • Dreams of the Beloved
    HER IMAGE haunts me. Lo! I muse at even,
        And straight it gathers from the gloom to make
    13 lines
  • Emblems
    A STREAMLET is a bright and beauteous creature
        In some wide desert, where it keeps apart
    12 lines
  • Consolation
    MINE heart is heavy with an ancient sorrow,
            My brain is aching with a clinging grief,
    13 lines
  • Burns
    MY OWN WILD BURNS! these rude-wrought rhymes of thine
    In golden worth are like the unshapely coin
    156 lines
  • The Bush Fire
    “’TIS nine o’clock:—to bed!” cried Egremont,
    Who with his youthful household (for ’tis now
    153 lines
  • An Anthem for the Australasian League
    SHALL we sing of Loyalty
        To the far South’s fiery youth?
    25 lines
  • Absence
    NIGHTLY I watch the moon with silvery sheen
            Flaking the city house-tops, till I feel
    26 lines
  • 'Yes'
    MY SOUL is raying like a star,
    My heart is happier than a bird,
    23 lines
  • The Enquiry
    O SAY, if into sudden storm
        Some future cloud we may not shun
    40 lines
  • Eva Gray
    PALER, paler, day by day,
    Waxeth wordless Eva Gray,
    22 lines
  • Finality
    A HEAVY and desolate sense of life
            Is all the Past makes mine—and still
    82 lines
  • The Flight of Peace
    TRUST and Treachery, Wisdom, Folly,
    Madness, Mirth and Melancholy,
    27 lines
  • Freedom in Faith
    HIS MIND alone is kingly who (though one)
        But venerates of present things or past
    13 lines
  • The Master Mariner’s Song
    (Outward Bound)
    AWAY, away she plunges
    40 lines
  • Memory's Genesis
    HOW few through Memory’s dreamy scope,
    However resolute of hope,
    29 lines
  • Morning
    HOW beautiful that earliest burst of light
        Which floodeth from the opening eyes of morn,
    13 lines
  • My Political Belief
    O LIBERTY, yet build thee an august
            And best abode in this most virgin clime;
    13 lines
1 - 30 of 127     1 2 3 4  next >