2 We sat entwined an hour or two together *
3 Sweet silence after bells [*]
4 Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death *
5 Where star-cold and the dread of space *
6 Dies Dominica ! the sunshine burns *
7 The grand cortege of glory and youth is gone *
9 Under a sky of uncreated mud
10 The yellow gas is fired from street to street * (Bulletin)
11 Ah, who will give us back our long-lost innocence *
12 Let us go down, the long dead night is done *
13 I saw my life as whitest flame *
15 Where the poppy-banners flow (B. Stevens-Anthology of Australian verse)
16 Deep mists of longing blur the land *
17 When summer comes in her glory * (Bulletin)
18 And shall the living waters heed *
19 And does she still perceive, her curtain drawn *
20 Of old, on her terrace at evening *
21 Was it the sun that broke my dream (Australian Magazine)
22 When the spring mornings grew more long
23 An hour’s respite; once more the heart may dream
24 Spring-ripple of green along the way (Australian Magazine)
25 I am shut out of mine own heart (Bulletin)
26 Spring-breezes over the blue
27 White dawn, that tak’st the heaven with sweet surprise *
28 Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand
29 Old wonder flush’d the east anew
30 The winter eve is clear and chill (The Heart of the Rose)
31 D. H. Stephane Mallarme (Hermes, Jubilee no.)
32 Liminary (Bulletin)
34 The years that go to make me man
35 I said, And let horizons tempt
36 The pangs that guard the gates of joy (Bulletin)
37 My heart was wandering in the sands (XXI Poems)
38 The banners of the king unfold
39 What of the battles I would win? (Our Alma Mater)
40 Disaster drives the shatter’d night
41 The mother-deep, wise, yearning, bound
42 What do I know? myself alone
43 This is the sea where good and evil merge
44 The birds that fly out of the west (Australian Magazine)
45 Peace were in the woods, perchance
Interlude : The hearth and the window
46 Thou cricket, that at dusk in the damp weeds (Queen Victoria Home for Consumptives, Souvenir of Press Fair and Bazaar)
47 Dusk lowers in this uneasy pause of rain
48 Oh, yon, when Holda leaves her hill (Bulletin)
49 What tho’ the outer day be brazen rude (Australian Magazine)
50 O friendly shades, where anciently I grew (Hermes)
51 The point of noon is past, outside: light is asleep (Hermes)
52 The forest has its horrors, as the sea (Hermes)
53 No emerald spring, no royal autumn-red (Australian Magazine)
54 Fire in the heavens, and fire along the hills (Our Alma Mater)
55 Peace dwells in blessing o’er a place
56 A gray and dusty daylight flows
57 Breaking the desert’s tawny level ring
58 Before she pass’d behind the glacier wall
59 Out of no quarter of the charted sky (Hermes)
60 This night is not of gentle draperies (Hermes Jubilee no.)
61 Lightning: and, momently, the silhouette
62 One! an iron core, shock’d and dispers’d
63 There is a far-off thrill that troubles me
Interlude : The window and the hearth
64 Twice now that lucid fiction of the pane (Our Alma Mater)
65 Chimaera writhes beside the tragic flame (Hermes)
66 The tuberose thickens the air: a swoon
67 Cloth’d now with dark alone, O rose and balm
68 LILITH This of Lilith by her Hebrew name
Dead stars, beneath the midnight’s granite cope
The trees that thro’ the tuneful morn had made
But on the zenith mass’d, a glittering throng,
They said, because their parcel-thought
The anguish’ d doubt broods over Eden: night
O thou that achest, pulse o’ the unwed vast,
Thick sleep, with error of the tangled wood,
Thus in her hour of wrath, o’er Adam’s head
She is the night : all horror is of her
69 This rose, the lips that kiss, and the young breast
70 Once, when the sun-burst flew
71 The window is wide, and lo, beyond its bars (Lilley’s Magazine)
72 What gems’ chill glitter yon, thrice dipt
73 In Eblis’ ward now fall’n where wisdom rose
74 Northward, he dream’d, in Judah’s vine-clad hills
75 Because he felt against his hundred years (Our Alma Mater)
76 Where Soliman-ben-Daoud sleeps, unshown
77 We nameless that have labour’d in the dumb
78 Are ye gone forth indeed, and is your place
79 In that last fight upon the western hill
80 Night has resumed our hope : the fight is done
81 An iron folk, with iron hand, and hate
82 O sunk in surge of purple, it is told (Hermes)
83 O vanish’d star, fall’n flower, O god deceased (Hermes)
84 How long delays the miracle blossoming
85 Because this curse is on the dawn to yield
86 When window lamps had dwindled, then I rose *
87 Daily I see the long ships coming into port *
88 I am driven everywhere from a clinging home *
89 O tame heart, and why are you weary and cannot rest
90 Once I could sit by the fire hourlong when the dripping eaves
91 How old is my heart, how old, how old is my heart *
92 I sorrow for youth, ah not for it wildness (would that were dead!)
93 You at whose table I have sat, some distant eve *
94 I cry to you as I pass your windows in the dusk *
95 Come out, come out, ye souls that serve; why will ye die? (Lilley’s Magazine)
96 Dawns of the world! how I have known you all
97 What is there with you and me, that I may not forget
98 O desolate eves along the way, how oft *
99 The land I came thro’ last was dumb with night *
100 This night first have I learn’d to know thy boon (Hermes)
101 O white wind, numbing the world (The Heart of the Rose)
102 Droop’st thou and fail’st? but these have never tired
103 I said, This misery must end
104 Deep in my hidden country stands a peak (Sydney Stock and Station Journal)
105 The droning tram swings westward: shrill