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Henry Kendall's Poetry, by first line

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  • Alone — alone!
    With a heart like a stone,
    40 lines
  • Rolling through the gloomy gorges, comes the roaring southern blast,
    With a sound of torrents flying, like a routed army, past,
    91 lines
  • Like a beautiful face looking ever at me
    A pure bright moon cometh over the sea;
    42 lines
  • Feet of the flying, and fierce
    Tops of the sharp-headed spear,
    40 lines, 3 comments
  • On that bold hill, against a broad blue stream,
    stood Arthur Phillip on a day of dream;
    10 lines
  • Daphne! Ladon's daughter, Daphne! Set thyself in silver light,
    Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white --
    36 lines
  • Take this rose, and very gently place it on the tender, deep
    Mosses where our little darling, Araluen, lies asleep.
    40 lines, 3 comments
  • ACROSS the dripping ridges,
    O, look, luxurious night!
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • HATH he not followed a star through the darkness,
    Ye people who sit at the table of Jephthah?
    32 lines
  • AT rest! Hard by the margin of that sea
    Whose sounds are mingled with his noble verse,
    56 lines
  • Underneath the windy mountain walls
    Forth we rode, an eager band,
    19 lines
  • I walked through a Forest, beneath the hot noon,
    On Etheline calling and calling!
    22 lines
  • Lo! in storms, the triple-headed
    Hill, whose dreaded
    48 lines
  • Leaves from Australian Forests
    191 lines
  • Sing the song of noisy Ninny - hang the Muses - spit it out!
    (Tuneful Nine ye needn't help me - poet knows his way about!)
    64 lines
  • The gums in the gully stand gloomy and stark,
    A torrent beneath them is leaping,
    40 lines
  • From the runs of the Narran, wide-dotted with sheep,
    And loud with the lowing of cattle,
    26 lines
  • And they shook their sweetness out in their sleep
    On the brink of that beautiful stream,
    33 lines
  • Peace hath an altar there. The sounding feet
    Of thunder and the wildering wings of rain
    14 lines, 5 comments
  • Today, while yet the rumour filled the street,
    I left your faces troubled with the thought
    14 lines
  • The song that once I dreamed about,
    The tender, touching thing,
    80 lines
  • You may have heard of Proclus, sir,
    If you have been a reader;
    108 lines
  • A splendid sun betwixt the trees
    Long spikes of flame did shoot,
    65 lines
  • From Andalusian gardens
    I bring the rose and rue,
    40 lines
  • No song is this of leaf and bird,
    And gracious waters flowing;
    104 lines
  • The heart that once was rich with light,
    And happy in your grace,
    48 lines
  • The embers were blinking and clinking away,
    The casement half open was thrown;
    45 lines
  • Towards the hills of Jamberoo
    Some few fantastic shadows haste,
    70 lines
  • While the morning light beams on the fern-matted streams,
    And the water-pools flash in its glow,
    22 lines, 1 comment
  • BE HIS rest the rest he sought:
    Calm and deep.
    60 lines
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