Stanzas [poem by Henry Kendall]

[Editor: This poem by Henry Kendall was published in Poems and Songs (1862).]

Stanzas.

The sunsets fall and the sunsets fade,
But still I walk this shadowy land ;
And grapple the dark and only the dark
In my search for a loving hand.

For it’s here a still, deep woodland lies,
With spurs of pine and sheaves of fern ;
But I wander wild, and wail like a child
For a face that will never return !

And it’s here a mighty water flows,
With drifts of wind and wimpled waves ;
But the darling head of a dear one dead
Is hidden beneath its caves.

Source:
Henry Kendall, Poems and Songs, J. R. Clarke, Sydney, 1862, page 55