Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл)

Poems and Songs (1862). Harps We Love

The harp we love hath a royal burst!
 Its strings are mighty forest trees;
And branches, swaying to and fro,
 Are fingers sounding symphonies.

The harp we love hath a solemn sound!
 And rocks amongst the shallow seas
Are strings from which the rolling waves
 Draw forth their stirring harmonies.

The harp we love hath a low sweet voice!
 Its strings are in the bosom deep,
And Love will press those hidden chords
 When all the baser passions sleep.

1. Early Poems (1859-70). Dungog
2. Early Poems (1859-70). James Lionel Michael
3. Other Poems (1871-82). Outre Mer
4. Early Poems (1859-70). Caroline Chisholm
5. Other Poems (1871-82). Aboriginal Death-Song

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