Poems

Cares HAVING certain cares to drown, To the sea I took them down: And I threw them in the wave, That engulfed them like a grave. […]

Christmas in Australia O DAY, the crown and crest of all the year! Thou comest not to us amid the snows, But midmost of the reign […]

Cupid’s Funeral BY his side, whose days are past, Lay bow and quiver! And his eyes that stare aghast Close, with a shiver. God nor man […]

Day and Night DAY goeth bold in cloth of gold, A royal bridegroom he; But Night in jewelled purple walks— A Queen of Mystery. Day filleth […]

Death The awful seers of old who wrote, in words Like drops of blood, great thoughts that through the night Of ages burn, as eyes of […]

Desire Soul of the leaping flame; Heart of the scarlet fire, Spirit that hath for name Only the name – Desire! Subtle art thou and strong; […]

Dreams I HAVE been dreaming all a summer day Of rare and dainty poems I would write; Love-lyrics delicate as lilac-scent, Soft idylls woven of wind, […]

Eureka Stand up, my young Australian, In the brave light of the sun, And hear how Freedom’s battle Was in the old days lost – and […]

Even So THE DAYS go by—the days go by, Sadly and wearily to die: Each with its burden of small cares, Each with its sad gift […]

Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111 These broken lines for pardon crave; I cannot end the song with art: My grief is gray and old—her grave Is […]