Thomas Henry Kendall,
The Poems of Henry Kendall — Araluen
(1920)
“ Ah! the saddest thought in leaving baby in this bush alone Is that we have not been able on her grave to place a stone: We have been too poor to do it; but, my darling, never mind— God is in the gracious heavens, and His sun and rain are kind: They will dress the spot with beauty, they will make the grasses grow: Many winds will lull our birdie, many songs will come and go. ”
Thomas Henry Kendall,
The Poems of Henry Kendall — Araluen
(1920)
“ Lean your stricken head upon me—this is still your lover's breast! She who sleeps was first and sweetest—none we have to take her place; Empty is the little cradle—absent is the little face. Other children may be given ”
Thomas Henry Kendall,
The Poems of Henry Kendall — Araluen
(1920)
“ Where our river breaks its brink, And a rest is over all. Evermore in quiet lands, Friend of mine beyond the sea, Memory comes with cunning hands, Stays, and paints your face for me. ↑ A stream in the Braidwood district, New South Wales. ”
