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Where hearts forget to weep - W. Wilfred Campbell "Beyond the Hills of Dream"

The harvests of fancy reap - W. Wilfred Campbell "Beyond the Hills of Dream"

Driven by our demon master - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

In the wild October dawning - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

Mad, late children of the year - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

Haunted children of the foam - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

Through the night's mad melodies - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

From the failing hearts of care - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Children of the Foam"

Garment of a thousand loves - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

A shroud of glooming stone - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

While sad October moans and roves - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

Who dreamed old summers - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

This ruined verge of time - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

Dead vines knocking at the pane - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

To meet the vastness and the storm - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

Some splendor rifts the dark - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

Nor heart of doubting prove - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"

In the wreck of that ruined world - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Dryad"

Dimmed their tapers of gold - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Dryad"

Of the splendid thousand years - W. Wilfred Campbell "England"

Should threaten her iron repose - W. Wilfred Campbell "England"

Where the great war banners are furled - W. Wilfred Campbell "England"

For as long as conquest holds - W. Wilfred Campbell "England"

Violet splendor melting down - W. Wilfred Campbell "Glory of the Dying Day"

Heralded by stars divine - W. Wilfred Campbell "Glory of the Dying Day"

The imps of pain and care - W. Wilfred Campbell "Her Look"

All sorrow's fiends accurst - W. Wilfred Campbell "Her Look"

The leaden loaf of care - W. Wilfred Campbell "Her Look"

In swamps the lizard's lonesome lute - W. Wilfred Campbell "How One Winter Came"

The tree-toad trilled his dream - W. Wilfred Campbell "How One Winter Came"

Still hushed the season's mood - W. Wilfred Campbell "How One Winter Came"

Felt the winter in my veins - W. Wilfred Campbell "How One Winter Came"

The north's wild vibrant strains - W. Wilfred Campbell "How One Winter Came"

Some ruined trunk thy citadel - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Humming Bee"

June's high-tide on bank and bower - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Humming Bee"

Round the bastions of our fate - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Humming Bee"

Wrapt in wealth of honeyed dreams - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Humming Bee"

And words of prophet-flame - W. Wilfred Campbell "In Holyrood"

As bonds of brittle wood - W. Wilfred Campbell "In Holyrood"

Her adamantine passions - W. Wilfred Campbell "In Holyrood"

These tears of weird remorse - W. Wilfred Campbell "In Holyrood"

Master of this ruined house - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Last Prayer"

The mortgage closed, outruns the lease - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Last Prayer"

Crumbled in one red crucible - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Last Prayer"

Through all the paradises seven - W. Wilfred Campbell "Lazarus"

A tremulous star-built stair - W. Wilfred Campbell "Lazarus"

Into the spaces of the deep abyss - W. Wilfred Campbell "Lazarus"

An infinite shore with gaping ghosts - W. Wilfred Campbell "Lazarus"

The word that girdles the world - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Lazarus of Empires"

Who feeds on the crumbs - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Lazarus of Empires"

That girdles the world with its thunders - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Lazarus of Empires"

Beats no drums to her battles - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Lazarus of Empires"

Gives no triumphs her name - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Lazarus of Empires"

Crimson glories, bloom, and song - W. Wilfred Campbell "Love"

When hope's wings fanned the air - W. Wilfred Campbell "Love"

All weirds of haunted ancientness - W. Wilfred Campbell "Morning"

Some chattering squirrel answers - W. Wilfred Campbell "Morning on the Shore"

As morning wakened by the thrush - W. Wilfred Campbell "Out of Pompeii"

The scornful earth-flung pence - W. Wilfred Campbell "Pan the Fallen"

The time of the midnight dead - W. Wilfred Campbell "Peniel"

Like brooks of human tears - W. Wilfred Campbell "Peniel"

And read my spirit's dower - W. Wilfred Campbell "Peniel"

Which Hephaistos did build - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

His great chariot built of fire - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

The circles of perishing suns - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

All things named of earth or heaven - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Cruel wolves of superstition - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

By a petty wall of time - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Passionate as the rose of sleep - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Purple shut in gold - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

The meadow's budding asphodels - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Breathing flame of pride and power - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Shot trembling to the blue - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Veils of fierce cobwebby fires - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Reins clutched in his titan hands - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Meadows of the dew build dawn - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Wreathed about in terrible splendors - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Pearly foam from golden bridles - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

On steely anvils of the stars - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Shining rivers with their brimming floors - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

With sombre hauntings fled - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Hidden in caves and coral glooms - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

The morn's ambrosial meads - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Opening to dawn's young footsteps - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

Like a serpent curled in sleep - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

In coral dreams I rest - W. Wilfred Campbell "Phaethon"

'Tis only the rat that squeals - W. Wilfred Campbell "A Present-Day Creed"

Down under the iron hoof - W. Wilfred Campbell "A Present-Day Creed"

Only the art survives - W. Wilfred Campbell "A Present-Day Creed"

Where some mad siren ever sings - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

The mighty wrecks in that weird span - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

Cradled in her soft voice - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

One of the mart-made helots - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

The universe of ocean dwelt - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

Through the bars of twilight rifted - W. Wilfred Campbell "Sebastian Cabot"

The North's wild vibrant lyre - W. Wilfred Campbell "September in the Laurentian Hills"

Rouses the bitter armies of the cold - W. Wilfred Campbell "September in the Laurentian Hills"

Lands of winter and death - W. Wilfred Campbell "To the Ottawa"

Regions of ruin and age - W. Wilfred Campbell "To the Ottawa"

Space of solitudes lost - W. Wilfred Campbell "To the Ottawa"

Scion of thunder and frost - W. Wilfred Campbell "To the Ottawa"

Shrivelled and wind-moaning night - W. Wilfred Campbell "To the Ottawa"

From which the centuries climb - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Tree of Truth"

The loveless, hearthless arctic night - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Failure on men's awed tongues - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Futile as those icy-fingered winds - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Ladders leading up to light - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Our faces toward the arctic sky - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Ruined bridge at edge of night - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Where walk dim ghosts of thoughts - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

With which God veils His face - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Long damned of earth's consent - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Those five gray, haggard days - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Nought but ashes at the last - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

Wrinkled suns in awful blackness swim - W. Wilfred Campbell "Unabsolved"

The thunder of shadowy horses - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

For the hate of the winds that laugh - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

For the shriekings that pass into silence - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

As the eye and the tongue of the serpent - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

With the golden flow of a brook - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

A wrong that clamors for righting - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

A curse to the heart of the night - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

The sound of whose footstep is vengeance - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

Stand like a poisoned wind - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

As a serpent coils into a flower - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

With a pent-up hunger of hate - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

That maddened to burst from its sluices - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

A watchfire that smoulders and dwindles - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

Pound to the pulse of my hate - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

The swirl of a merciless storm - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Vengeance of Saki"

Gloried anthem's solemn pealing - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Till the rocket tells the star - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

That virtue still endowers - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

The blaring party bugles cease - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Iron voices rolling on her ears - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Of royal dreams the requiem - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Of thrones foredoomed to fall - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Earth's golden keys of happiness - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

To them a mighty lighthouse tower - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

Earth's host upon its iron power - W. Wilfred Campbell "Victoria"

That siren of sunrise - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

And vain mad magic - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

From roof-trees of slumber - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

From those echoes of bugles - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

Morning-lit house of his dreams - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

In those glory-lit visions - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

Dim curtains of duskfire and dew - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

Velvet-winged spirits of sleep - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

Under the white awe of planets - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Wayfarer"

Where the oriole's nest is swinging - W. Wilfred Campbell "A Wood Lyric"

Where Arthur's castle looms above - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

At the glint of a sprig of heather - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

The weird our fates had spun - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

The song of the windy moor - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

Their creeds with an iron twist - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

The heart of her haunted lands - W. Wilfred Campbell "The World-Mother"

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