Charles Harpur Poems
|1.||A Midsummer Noon in the Australian Forest||1/1/2004|
|2.||A Storm in the Mountains||1/1/2004|
|3.||An Aboriginal Mothers's Lament||1/1/2004|
|4.||The Temperance Movement||1/1/2004|
|5.||A Poet to...||1/1/2004|
|7.||Trust in God||1/1/2004|
|8.||A Basket of Summer Fruit||4/12/2010|
|9.||Australia's First Great Poet||1/1/2004|
|12.||An Anthem for the Australasian League||4/12/2010|
|13.||A Dream of the Orient||1/1/2004|
|14.||A Love Fancy||1/1/2004|
|16.||Change and Death||1/1/2004|
|19.||To the Moon||1/1/2004|
’Tis the early summer season, when the skies are clear and blue;
When wide warm fields are glad with corn as green as ever grew,
And upland growths of wattles engolden all the view.
Oh! Is there conscious joyance in that heven so clearly blue?
And is it a felt happiness that thus comes beating through
Great nature’s mother heart, when the golden year is new?
When the woods are whitened over by the jolly cockatoo,
And swarm with birds as beautiful as ever gladdened through