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[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Sydney Harbour. Thy beauty is an entity, coherent and endued With more intricate essences than Nature ever brewed, She truly made the lovely mould with cunning workmanship, But a potent spirit brims … [Read more...] about Sydney Harbour [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] My Country. Sod sown with happy little flower faces, Singing of shallow creeks in ti-tree shaded places, Giant boles of ragged bark in chocolate soils embedded, Flickering gleams of shine and shade … [Read more...] about My Country [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Bellbirds. You remember how we heard them In those quiet woodland dells, Tiny grey-green songsters ringing In the air their elfin bells. Bellbirds! bellbirds! magic cadence, Thin and sweet beyond … [Read more...] about Bellbirds [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] My Hidden Garden. A hedge of silence shields it from the passer-by, We only hold its mystic key, my brooding heart and I, Here blow the lilies of my dreams, fair and unspotted yet In the sheltered … [Read more...] about My Hidden Garden [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Apart. There’s a quiet little runnel in my heart, I hear its murmur when I stand apart, Clear as drops on crystal falling, Soft as flutes at evening calling, It chimes, and chimes and fills my … [Read more...] about Apart [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] My Gift. I had a lovely gift to-day Delivered bright and early, The heart of it was heavenly blue, Its edges pale and pearly. A turquoise, set in living gold, So flawless and so splendid, It … [Read more...] about My Gift [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Blessed are the Pure in Heart. My love sat on a high, high hill, No other hill was near, The air seemed woven of happy thoughts, It was so heavenly clear. My love saw purple plains … [Read more...] about Blessed are the Pure in Heart [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Between the Courses. The dinner drags — Oh, dear! Why do we dine, Attack the menu gravely, line by line? Outside, the moon shines like an opal hoop, While we, poor fools, are occupied with … [Read more...] about Between the Courses [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Garden Hat. I found it to-day in the dust and gloom, Where the moths and the spiders revel, Of a communistic lumber room, Where the ranks of all are level, Where the aristocrats of a by-gone … [Read more...] about A Garden Hat [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Peculations. Though you may never notice me, Nor e’er your loss recall, I tell you, that instinctively I wrong and rob you all. Some trifle that you never miss, Some touch of voice or face, A … [Read more...] about Peculations [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Sydney in August. The drenched earth is very quiet, Oh! but soon the green will riot, Every little weed be lifted With a dower of blossom gifted, And the honey-eaters nesting, All their capital … [Read more...] about Sydney in August [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A December Posy. The days are long and gracious, Gold-washed from dawn to dusk, The crinum’s galaxy of stars Has burst its emerald husk. I send you for a token A sheaf of Christmas bells. A word … [Read more...] about A December Posy [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] My Wealth. Queens wear necklets, rich and fine, With diamonds in a cluster, Or strings of pearl that gleam and shine With iridescent lustre. But I have jewels that I prize Far beyond such … [Read more...] about My Wealth [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] I’ll Explain. I know just how it happened, I remember what you said, And how I would not listen And how you bowed your head In angry salutation as you strode off through the rain, If you’ll just … [Read more...] about I’ll Explain [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Confession. You did not know, how could you, dear, How much you stood for? Life in you Retained its touch of Eden dew, And ever, through the droughtiest year, My soul could bring her flagon … [Read more...] about A Confession [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] The Draught of Life. She held a crystal chalice in her hands, A chalice, brimming to its carven lip With clearest water. Such an icy draught As men, with starting eyes, and burning lips, That mouth … [Read more...] about The Draught of Life [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Sydney Southerly. Oh! Spirit, roaring up from those Antarctic regions That draw men’s hearts, and hold them bound in frost, You, with resolve upon your wings, and airy legions With helms of courage … [Read more...] about A Sydney Southerly [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Modern Lover. You are my waiting letter, why should I break the seal? Once I have read your message, what can you then reveal ? Rosebuds were made for opening, and silence for breeding speech, But … [Read more...] about A Modern Lover [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] Bid Me Farewell and Smile. Coriolanus, Act IV., Scene I. Bid me farewell and smile, though I be gone, Still shall the pulses of your life beat on, Still shall your days be studded free With … [Read more...] about Bid Me Farewell and Smile [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Thought. Oh! this is joy to fashion With cunning rune and rhyme A song of love and passion That withers not with time; To miss the critic’s stricture By poems richly wrought The line that makes … [Read more...] about A Thought [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] What the Overseer Told Me. You want to know something of Billy? You hear there’s a story to tell, Let’s heap on the fire, for it’s chilly, and this room is as cold as a well. I thought him the worst … [Read more...] about What the Overseer Told Me [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]

[Editor: This poem by Agnes L. Storrie was published in Poems, 1909.] A Reverie. There are pink geraniums in the vases near me, Their tinted faces look into my own, Methinks they almost understand and hear me, As moodily I ponder here alone. Oh! pretty little pink … [Read more...] about A Reverie [poem by Agnes L. Storrie]