Treasure Island

Henry Kendall

(18 April 1839 – 1 August 1882 / Ulladulla, New South Wales)

Poems of Henry Kendall

181. To - - 4/7/2010
182. To a Mountain 1/4/2003
183. To Damascus 4/7/2010
184. To Henry Halloran 4/7/2010
185. To Miss Annie Hopkins 4/7/2010
186. To My Brother, Basil E. Kendall 4/7/2010
187. To the Spirit of Music 4/7/2010
188. Ulmarra 4/7/2010
189. Under the Figtree 4/7/2010
190. Urara 4/7/2010
191. Waiting and Wishing 4/7/2010
192. Wamberal 4/7/2010
193. Watching 4/7/2010
194. When Underneath the Brown Dead Grass 4/7/2010
195. William Bede Dalley 4/7/2010
196. Wollongong 4/7/2010

Kooroora

The gums in the gully stand gloomy and stark,
A torrent beneath them is leaping,
And the wind goes about like a ghost in the dark
Where a chief of Wahibbi lies sleeping!
He dreams of a battle -- of foes of the past,
But he hears not the whooping abroad on the blast,
Nor the fall of the feet that are travelling fast.
Oh, why dost thou slumber, Kooroora?

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