Category: henry-kendall

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer A warrigal is a dingo (wild dog). The warrigal’s lair is pent in bare, Black rocks at the gorge’s mouth; It is set in ways where Summer strays With the sprites of flame and drouth; … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer My head is filled with olden rhymes beside this moaning sea, But many and many a day has gone since I was dear to thee! I know my passion fades away, and therefore oft regret … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer In the beams of a beautiful day, Made soft by a breeze from the sea, The horses were started away, The fleet-footed thirty and three; Where beauty, with shining attire, Shed more than a … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer January The first fair month! In singing Summer’s sphere She glows, the eldest daughter of the year. All light, all warmth, all passion, breaths of myrrh, And subtle hints of rose-lands, come with her. … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer The embers were blinking and clinking away, The casement half open was thrown; There was nothing but cloud on the skirts of the Day, And I sat on the threshold alone! And said to … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer By channels of coolness the echoes are calling, And down the dim gorges I hear the creek falling; It lives in the mountain, where moss and the sedges Touch with their beauty the banks and … Read more

by Henry Kendall (1839-1882) Australian writer The leaders of millions, the lords of the lands, Who sway the wide world with their will And shake the great globe with the strength of their hands, Flash past us – unnoticed by Bill. … Read more

Poems by Henry Kendall The Last of His Tribe Camped by the Creek How The Melbourne Cup Was Won Footfalls Faith In God Bob Bill The Bullock-Driver Etheline Australian War Song Coogee Geraldine The Warrigal Watching The Australian Emigrant Bell … Read more