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Loading... Analysis (ai): The poem depicts a solitary indigenous man grieving the loss of his tribe, culture, and way of life amidst a harsh and unforgiving Australian landscape. The imagery of the storm-smitten trees, barren grass, and smoldering thoughts convey the man's despair and sense of isolation.
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"The Last of His Tribe" is a poem by Australian writer Henry Kendall that was first published in The Sydney Morning Herald on 27 September 1864, under the title "Woonoona: The Last of His Tribe".
Henry Kendall. The Last of His Tribe. He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of the loneliness there -. Of the loss and the loneliness there.
May 12, 2016 · The Last of His Tribe. He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of the loneliness there: Of the loss and the loneliness there.
May 13, 2011 · The Last of his Tribe. Henry Kendall 1839 (Australia) – 1882 (Sydney) Love. Melancholy. Nature. War. He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of the loneliness there - Of the loss and the loneliness there.
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The Last of his Tribe. by Henry Kendall. He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of the loneliness there -. Of the loss and the loneliness there.
The Last of His Tribe. He crouches, and buries his face on his knees, And hides in the dark of his hair; For he cannot look up to the storm-smitten trees, Or think of the loneliness there. Of the loss and the loneliness there. The wallaroos grope through the tufts of the grass, And turn to their coverts for fear; But he sits in the ashes and ...
