Alfred Gibbs Campbell
Alfred Gibbs Campbell Poems
- Death's Death Though Death now seem triumphant, as he ...
- To My Absent Wife My dear, true wife, Life of my life, And ...
- In Memoriam Were death a never-ending sleep, And the dark ...
- Liberty What! boast of Freedon, while ye bind Three millions...
- On The Deep Hard at their oars the fishers toiled, But ...
- Consolatory A circle of happy angels In the beauteous ...
- Caleb's Vision Caleb went, as was his custom, On a quiet ...
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Though Death now seem triumphant, as he waves
His dreadful banner o'er a world of graves,
And feasts, with ghoulish glee, on broken hearts,
Bleeding and torn by his vindictive darts,
He shall not always reign: of power shorn,
The victor's chaplet from his black brow torn,
Himself shall die: for he who wields his power
Hath not of immortality the dower.
O! Earth, rejoice!
Away with grief and tears;
Cast off your groundless fears;
Lift up your voice,
Your Great Deliverer greet!
The Son of God shall come,
Beneath His conquering feet
Death meet ...