IX.—NEW ZEALAND

[CCXXX]

Musings in Maoriland (Sydney: Arthur T. Keirle & Co., 1890). By permission of the publishers.

[CCXXXI]

First published in the Dunedin Saturday Advertiser (June 22, 1878), and included in Far South Fancies (Griffith, Farran & Co., 1889). By permission of the author.

l. 15. Parakeets’. The parakeet resembles a parrot in appearance, and is one of the native birds of New Zealand.

16. Tui’s. The tui is a mocking-bird, and has two tufts of white feathers on its neck, the rest of its plumage being jet black. It is commonly called the ‘Parson Bird,’ from its supposed resemblance to a clergyman in a white tie.

[CCXXXII]–[CCXXXIII]

The first is from Songs of the Singing Shepherd (Wanganui, New Zealand: A. D. Willis, 1885), and the second from The Pilgrim of Eternity (Wanganui: Wanganui Herald Co., 1892). By permission of the author.

As to the second,—Cooee (l. 1). The signal-call of the aborigines of New Zealand (‘cooee’ or ‘cooey’) can be heard at a great distance.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

PAGE
Across the streaming flood, the deep ravine[286]
After dead centuries[168]
Agincourt, Agincourt[3]
Ah, now we know the long delay[297]
Amid the loud ebriety of War[96]
An effigy of brass[133]
A perfect peaceful stillness reigns[316]
A plenteous place is Ireland for hospitable cheer[225]
Are you not weary in your distant places[196]
Arvon’s heights hide the bright sun from our gazing[171]
A terrible and splendid trust[239]
Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England’s praise[74]
Attend you, and give ear awhile[21]
Away with bayonet and with lance[63]
A wee bird cam’ to our ha’ door[205]
A wonderful joy our eyes to bless[122]
Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying[196]
Bonnie Charlie’s noo awa’[198]
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead[183]
Britain fought her sons of yore[85]
By crag and lonely moor she stands[254]
By the Boer lines at Congella[288]
By this, though deep the evening fell[183]
Cam’ ye by Athol, lad wi’ the philabeg[199]
Come, all ye jolly sailors bold[44]
Come, cheer up, my lads, ’tis to glory we steer[35]
Come, if you dare, our trumpets sound[31]
Come, my hearties—work will stand[302]
Cooee! I send my voice[318]
Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear[17]
Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud[24]
Daddy Neptune one day to Freedom did say[55]
Dear Cymru, ’mid thy mountains soaring high[173]
Dear Harp of my country! in darkness I found thee[216]
Despond who will—I heard a voice exclaim[51]
Did they dare, did they dare to slay Owen Roe O’Neill[227]
Does haughty Gaul invasion threat[181]
Drake he’s in his hammock an’ a thousand mile away[149]
Drake’s luck to all that sail with Drake[150]
Effingham, Grenville, Raleigh, Drake[147]
England, awake! awake! awake[45]
England, England, England[252]
England, queen of the waves, whose green inviolate girdle enrings thee round[125]
Erin, the tear and the smile in thine eyes[215]
Fair stood the wind for France[5]
Fareweel to Lochaber, fareweel to my Jean[177]
Far up among the forest-belted mountains[285]
Fierce on this bastion beats the noon-day sun[258]
First pledge our Queen this solemn night[84]
Forests that beard the avalanche[121]
Frae the friends and land I love[202]
Free as the wind that leaps from out the North[139]
From domes and palaces I bent my way[272]
Glyndwr, see thy comet flaming[167]
God be with the Irish host[224]
God of Nations! at Thy feet[315]
God of our fathers, known of old[154]
God save our Lord, the King[34]
Green fields of England! wheresoe’er[93]
Green Flodden! on thy bloodstained head[190]
Growing to full manhood now[258]
Half a league, half a league[87]
Harp of the mountain-land! sound forth again[166]
Have done with care, my hearts! aboard amain[4]
Heard ye the thunder of battle[104]
He left his island home[308]
Her court was pure; her life serene[83]
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling[39]
Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more[46]
Here’s a health to the King and a lasting peace[34]
Here’s a health unto His Majesty[31]
How great the loss is thy loss to me[233]
‘How many?’ said our good captain[108]
How sleep the brave who sink to rest[36]
I know ’tis but a loom of land[117]
I may sit in my wee croo house[200]
I’m lonesome since I cross’d the hill[43]
I’m sitting on the stile, Mary[222]
In all my wanderings round this world of care[211]
In a quiet-water’d land, a land of roses[236]
In the greyness of the dawning we have seen the pilot-star[307]
In the Highlands, in the country places[195]
In the ranks of the Austrian you found him[80]
I remember the lowering wintry morn[295]
I send to you[317]
It is not to be thought of that the flood[47]
It’s hame, an’ it’s hame, hame fain wad I be[193]
It was a’ for our rightfu’ king[203]
It wasna from a golden throne[207]
I’ve heard the lark’s cry thrill the sky o’er the meadows of Lusk[234]
I’ve heard the liltin’ at our ewe-milkin’[177]
Jack dances and sings, and is always content[40]
King Philip had vaunted his claims[132]
Last night, among his fellow roughs[90]
Lest it be said[260]
Let rogues and cheats prognosticate[30]
Listen! my brothers of Eton and Harrow[157]
Lo, how they come to me[155]
Lo, our land this night is lone[231]
Lo, ’tis the light of the morn[309]
Lying here awake, I hear the watchman’s warning[100]
March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale[186]
Men of England! who inherit[62]
Men of the Hills and men of the Plains, men of the Isles and Sea[276]
Methinks already from this chymic flame[32]
My England, island England, such leagues and leagues away[141]
My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here[180]
My name, d’ye see, ’s Tom Tough, I’ve seed a little sarvice[41]
New Year, be good to England. Bid her name[129]
Nobly, nobly Cape St. Vincent to the North-West died away[92]
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note[69]
Not ’mid the thunder of the battle guns[299]
Not tasselled palm or bended cypress wooing[233]
Now all the youth of England are on fire[12]
O, Bay of Dublin! how my heart you’re troublin’[222]
Oh! Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling[204]
O Child of Nations, giant-limbed[250]
O England, thou hast many a precious dower[99]
Of Nelson and the North[60]
Of old sat Freedom on the heights[82]
Oft in the pleasant summer years[268]
O gallant was our galley from her carven steering-wheel[280]
O! he was lang o’ comin’[199]
O how comely it is, and how reviving[24]
O, Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie[202]
O land of Druid and of Bard[165]
O! my dark Rosaleen[219]
Once more upon the waters! yet once more[64]
‘On with the charge!’ he cries, and waves his sword[244]
O, Paddy dear! an’ did ye hear the news that’s goin’ round[211]
O, the East is but West, with the sun a little hotter[243]
O, then, tell me, Shawn O’Ferrall, tell me why you hurry so[235]
O, the red rose may be fair[237]
O, to be in England[91]
O, ’twas merry down to Looe when the news was carried through[118]
O undistinguished Dead[133]
Our second Richard Lion-Heart[113]
O, where, Kincora! is Brien the Great[218]
O, where’s the slave so lowly[214]
O where, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone[178]
O! why left I my hame[194]
O ye, who with your blood and sweat[246]
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu[185]
Rain came down drenchingly; but we unblenchingly[131]
Remember the glories of Brien the brave[213]
Ruin seize thee, ruthless King[161]
Sang one of England in his island home[262]
Say not the struggle naught availeth[94]
Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled[180]
See, see where Royal Snowdon rears[172]
She is a rich and rare land[226]
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps[215]
She stands alone: ally nor friend has she[124]
She stands, a thousand wintered tree[143]
Shy bird of the silver arrows of song[247]
Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules[42]
Son of the Ocean Isle[72]
Sons in my gates of the West[136]
Speak gently, gently tread[273]
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing[207]
Steep is the soldier’s path; nor are the heights[58]
Still stand thy ruins ’neath the Indian sky[275]
Sun-showered land! largess of golden light[286]
Sye, do yer ’ear thet bugle callin’[147]
The Campbells are comin’, O-ho, O-ho[193]
The camp-fire gleams resistance[305]
The cool and pleasant days are past[274]
The feast is spread through England[112]
The fifteenth day of July[18]
The forward youth that would appear[25]
The harp that once through Tara’s halls[213]
Their groves o’ sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon[182]
The Isle of Roses in her Lindian shrine[103]
The Isles of Greece, the Isles of Greece[65]
The Little Black Rose shall be red at last[229]
The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone[212]
The news frae Moidart cam’ yestreen[205]
There are boys to-day in the city slum and the home of wealth and pride[300]
There’s a land, a dear land, where the rights of the free[92]
There was a sound of revelry by night[67]
There was heard the sound of a coming foe[71]
The seaman slept—all nature sleeps; a sacred stillness there[293]
The waves are dashing proudly down[267]
The weary day rins down and dies[126]
They called Thee Merry England in old time[50]
They lie unwatched, in waste and vacant places[303]
They say that ‘war is hell,’ the ‘great accursed’[109]
This England never did, nor never shall[11]
This royal throne of kings, this sceptr’d isle[11]
Thy voice is heard through rolling drums[83]
To-day the people gather from the streets[120]
To horse! to horse! the standard flies[189]
Toll for the Brave[38]
To mute and to material things[51]
To my true king I offered free from stain[77]
To Thee, our God, we fly[99]
To the Lords of Convention ’twas Claver’se who spoke[187]
Truth, winged and enkindled with rapture[129]
Unhappy Erin, what a lot was thine[231]
Vanguard of Liberty, ye men of Kent[48]
War-worn, sun-scorched, stained with the dust of toil[248]
We cheered you forth—brilliant and kind and brave[286]
We come from tower and grange[134]
We come in arms, we stand ten score[97]
Welcome, wild North-easter[94]
‘Well done!’ The cry goes ringing round the world[287]
We’ll o’er the water, we’ll o’er the sea[201]
What are the bugles saying[278]
Whate’er of woe the Dark may hide in womb[123]
What have I done for you[137]
What of the bow[143]
When Britain first at Heaven’s command[33]
When I have borne in memory what has tamed[47]
When the British warrior queen[36]
Where Foyle her swelling waters[216]
Where the remote Bermudas ride[28]
Who ’as ’eard the Ram a callin’ on the green fields o’ the sea[141]
Who carries the gun[144]
Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight[229]
Who is he that cometh, like an honour’d guest[85]
Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he[48]
‘Who’ll serve the King?’ cried the sergeant aloud[57]
Whom for thy race of heroes wilt thou own[78]
Who to the murmurs of an earthly string[50]
Why do they prate of the blessings of Peace? We have made them a curse[89]
Why is it that ye grieve, O weak in faith[249]
Why lingers my gaze where the last hues of day[166]
Wide are the plains to the north and the westward[262]
Winds of the World, give answer! They are whimpering to and fro[150]
Ye Mariners of England[59]
Yes, let us own it in confession free[78]
You ask me, why, tho’ ill at ease[81]
You brave heroic minds[8]

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Transcriber’s Notes

As this is a collection of poems written by many different people, variations in punctuation, hyphenation, and spelling were not changed, although simple typographical errors were corrected.

Index not checked for proper alphabetization or correct page references.

Page [xii]: “like an individual” was printed as “like an admiral”, but has been changed in accordance with the Erratum on page xiii.

In the Contents, the lifespan dates for several poets were omitted.

The book printed the names of the Poets at the top of each page; in this eBook, their names precede their first poem.

Accent marks have been retained, even though other books do not necessarily use them in the same poems. One example of this may be found on page 13, in the ninth line of “King Harry To His Soldiers”: “aspèct”.

Page [78]: “who saw me tried too sorely” was misprinted as “tired”.

Page [186]: The verse “Knell for the onset!” was printed unindented, but the pattern of the poem suggests that it should be indented, and other books do indent it.

Page [261]: “I bid thee, Hail!” was misprinted as “the”.

The hyphenation in some Index entries was changed to match the referenced pages.