I stand in thought beside my fathe… The grave of one who, in his old a… Too late perhaps, since he endured… Of corporal anguish, sweating bloo… But not an hour too soon—no, not a…

He shone in the senate, the camp,… The mirror of manhood, the darling… He fought for his country, the sta… And died for it’s weal when to die… And Wisdom and Valour long over h…

’TWAS night—and where a watery s… Came moaning up the Flat, Six rude and bearded stockmen roun… Their blazing hut-fire sat, And laughed as on some starting ho…

IF a large love of the whole huma… With charity that hopeth a meet cu… For life’s worst evils, indicates… Of goodness, thine is such as will… And if pure prayers to stablish wh…

FORWARD ho! Forward ho! Soldie… Hope on; fight on; till man’s whol… Free of all good under heaven’s wi… And doubt not, the earth that has… Shall grow young again in the ligh…

A MIDSUMMER NOON IN… Not a bird disturbs the air! There is quiet everywhere; Over plains and over woods What a mighty stillness broods.

Who doubteth, when the morning sta… Her lamp of beauty, that the day i… Or, where prime odours track the b… That rare flowers in the vicinage… Or, where the wild bees all about…

Yet do not thou forsake me now, Poesy, with Peace-together! Ere this last disastrous blow Did lay my struggling fortunes low… In love unworn have we not borne

“’TIS nine o’clock:—to bed!” crie… Who with his youthful household (f… Long since) inhabited a lonely hom… In the Australian wilderness, tha… As with an unshorn fleece of gloom…

LOFTY and strenuous of sentiment But narrow and partial in its scop… And thence the bigot of a local se… Of habitudes, meshed round him lik… Hence too his intellect, though la…

First see those ample melons-brind… With mingled green and brown is al… For they are ripe, and mealy at th… And saturate with the nectar of th… And here their fellows of the mars…

For Outward Show we barter Compe… Family Comfort, Credit, Friendsh… And even Love’s own dreamy Eden,… The beantifullest Flowers of Life… To breathe a soul-sweet incense to…

How I hate those modern Poems Vaguer, looser than a dream! Pointless things that look like po… Only, to some held-back theme! Wild unequal, agitated,

TRUST and Treachery, Wisdom, F… Madness, Mirth and Melancholy, Love and Hatred, Thrift and Pill… All are housed in one small villag… And if such be Life’s mix’d being…

A HEAVY and desolate sense of l… Is all the Past makes mine—and st… A cold contempt of Fortune’s stri… Despite the dread Of want of bread,