rosities.
He becomes familiar with the beauty of loneliness. Whispered to by the
myriad tongues of the wilderness, he learns the language of the barren
and the uncouth, and can read the hieroglyphics of haggard gum-trees,
blown into odd shapes, distorted with fierce hot winds, or cramped with
cold nights, when the Southern Cross freezes in a cloudless sky of icy
blue. The phantasmagoria of that wild dreamland termed the Bush
interprets itself, and the Poet of our desolation begins to comprehend
why free Esau loved his heritage of desert sand better than all the
bountiful richness of Egypt.
Marcus Clarke.
GENERAL CONTENTS.
[The poems are listed by alphabetical order.]
In Memoriam. By Henry Kendall.
Preface. By Marcus Clarke.
A Basket of Flowers
A Dedication
A Fragment
"After the Quarrel"
A Hunting Song
A Legend of Madrid
An Exile's Farewell
Ars Longa
Ashtaroth: A Dramatic Lyric
A Song of Autumn
Banker's Dream
Bellona
Borrow'd Plumes
By Flood and Field
By Wood and Wold
Cito Pede Preterit Aetas
Confiteor
Credat Judaeus Apella
Cui Bono
Delilah
De Te
"Discontent"
Doubtful Dreams
"Early Adieux"
"Exeunt"
Ex Fumo Dare Lucem
Fauconshawe
Finis Exoptatus
Fragmentary Scenes from the Road to Avernus
From Lightning and Tempest
From the Wreck
Gone
Hippodromania; or, Whiffs from the Pipe
How we Beat the Favourite
"In the Garden"
In Utrumque Paratus
Laudamus
Lex Talionis
No Name
Pastor Cum
Podas Okus
Potters' Clay
Quare Fatigasti
Rippling Water
Sunlight on the Sea
"Ten Paces Off"
The Fields of Coleraine
The Last Leap
"The Old Leaven"
The Rhyme of Joyous Garde
The Roll of the Kettledrum; or,
The Lay of the Last Charger
The Romance of Britomarte
The Sick Stockrider
The Song of the Surf
The Swimmer
The Three Friends
Thick-headed Thoughts
Thora's Song
To a Proud Beauty
To My Sister
"Two Exhortations"
Unshriven
Visions in the Smoke
Whisperings in Wattle-Boughs
Wolf and Hound
Wormwood and Nightshade
Ye Wearie Wayfarer, hys Ballad
Zu der edlen Yagd
SEA SPRAY AND SMOKE DRIFT
Podas Okus
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