Hubert Church

(13 June 1857 – 8 April 1932 / Hobart, Tasmania)

Poems of Hubert Church

1. Lowry Bay 1/1/2004
2. Rosalind 1/1/2004
3. Spring in New Zealand 1/1/2004
4. To a Sea Shell 1/1/2004

Lowry Bay

I am not here alone. A hidden throng
Is round me in the vesper of the sky.
Dead Babylon and Nineveh are nigh;
Rome, Antioch; the slave who felt the thong;
The lord that slew him when the day was long
And the soul heavy with satiety.
And some are near who saw the Christ go by;
While Pilate shut aloof, at gaze with wrong.
And what are they these ministers surround?

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