Australian Poets, 1788-1888: Being a Selection of Poems Upon All Subjects, Written in Australia and New Zealand During the First Century of the British ColonizationCassell Publishing Company, 1890 - 612 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Alfred Domett Australian beauty Bendigo birds bliss blue breast breath breeze bright calm Charles Harpur cloud Colonial dark dead dear death deep dream Dunedin earth eyes face fair flowers forest gaze gleam glory glow golden grace green grey grief hand happy Hast thou hath heart heaven HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL Henry Kendall hills Hy-Brasil John Liddell Kendall kiss land leaves life's light lips live look Love's Marcus Clarke Mary Arden Maungatua Melbourne morning neath never night o'er Orion pain poems poet Queensland rest rose round shadow shine shore sigh silent sing Sir Henry Parkes skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul South Australia South Wales spirit splendour stars stream strong summer sweet Sydney tears tender thee thine Thomas Bracken thought tree Tuhotu verses voice waves weary weep wild wind wings words Zealand
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Página 139 - How keen the stars! his only thought; The air how calm and cold and thin, In the solemn midnight Centuries ago! O strange indifference! - low and high Drowsed over common joys and cares: The earth was still - but knew not why; The world was listening - unawares. How calm a moment may precede One that shall thrill the world for ever! To that still moment none would heed, Man's doom was linked, no more to sever, In the solemn midnight Centuries ago.
Página 138 - Twas in the calm and silent night ; The senator of haughty Rome, Impatient, urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home ; Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway : What recked the Roman what befell A paltry province far away In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago? Within that province far away Went plodding home a weary boor ; A streak of light before him lay, Fallen through a half-shut stable-door Across his path.
Página 139 - To that still moment, none would heed, Man's doom was linked no more to sever — In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago! It is the calm and solemn night...
Página 138 - It was the calm and silent night ! — Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might, And now was Queen of land and sea ! No sound was heard of clashing wars ; Peace brooded o'er the hush'd domain ; Apollo, Pallas, Jove and Mars, Held undisturb'd their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight Centuries ago...
Página 138 - ... silent night ! The Senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home; Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway; What recked the Roman what befell A paltry province far away, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago...
Página 601 - LAY me low, my work is done, I am weary. Lay me low, Where the wild flowers woo the sun, Where the balmy breezes blow, Where the butterfly takes wing, Where the aspens, drooping, grow, Where the young birds chirp and sing — I am weary, let me go.
Página 28 - They used to be glad to see me once : they might have been so to-day ; But we never know the worth of a thing until we have thrown it away. I watch them, but from afar ; and I pull my old cap over my eyes, Partly to hide the tears, that, rude and rough as I am, will rise, And partly because I cannot bear that such as they should see The man that I am, when I know, though they don't, the man that I ought to be.
Página 45 - I kissed' the mouth Of her whose eyes outblazed the skiey fires. 1 saw the parallels of thy long streets With lamps like angels shining all a-row, While overhead the empyrean seats Of gods were steeped in paradisic glow. The Pleiades with rarer fires were tipt, Hesper sat throned upon his jewelled chair, The belted giant's triple stars were dipt In all the splendour of Olympian air. On high to bless, the Southern Cross did shine, Like that which blazed o'er conquering Constantine.
Página 281 - Often, when a gusty morning, rising cold and gray and strange, Lifts its face from watery spaces, vistas full with cloudy change; Bearing up a gloomy burden which anon begins to wane, Fading in the sudden shadow of a dark determined rain; Do I seek an eastern window, so to watch the breakers beat Round the steadfast crags of Coogee, dim with drifts of driving sleet: Hearing hollow mournful noises sweeping down a solemn shore While the grim sea-caves are tideless and the storm strives at their core....
Página 68 - Not understood Not understood! Poor souls with stunted vision Oft measure giants with their narrow gauge; The poisoned shafts of falsehood and derision Are oft impelled 'gainst those who mould the age, Not understood. Not understood!