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W. Wilfred Campbell - Morning lyrics

When I behold how out of ruined night
Filled with all weirds of haunted ancientness,
And dreams and phantasies of pale distress,
Is builded, beam by beam, the splendid light,
The opalescent glory, gem bedight,
Of dew-emblazoned morning; when I know
Such wondrous hopes, such luminous beauties grow
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From out earth's shades of sadness and affright;

O, then, my heart, amid thy questioning fear,
Dost thou not whisper: “He who buildeth thus
From wrecks of dark such wonders at his will,
Can re-create from out d**h's night for us
The marvels of a morning gladder still
Than ever trembled into beauty here?”

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