| William Wilfred Campbell, comp. The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse. 1913. | | | | Love’s Pilgrim | | By John Killick Bathurst |
| | | FAR from thy shrine, | |
| With sterile plains of weary days between, | |
| Hope whispers ever from the void, unseen, | |
| Thou still art mine— | |
| When ’mid the stress of life, with thee-ward face, | 5 |
| I make my vows toward thy dwelling-place. | |
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| At radiant morn, | |
| As the new day first slants into mine eyes, | |
| Steal thoughts of that glad dawning of surprise | |
| When Love was born: | 10 |
| And in that place where night and morning meet, | |
| I cast my life, a love-gift, at thy feet. | |
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| Beats the fierce noon | |
| Of sorrow on my head, while the skies as brass | |
| Roof all the path my daily feet must pass, | 15 |
| Peace cometh soon: | |
| Prone on the sands of absence, lo, I kiss | |
| Thy hands in thought, and find an oasis. | |
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| Cometh the night— | |
| I will my carpet of Remembrance spread, | 20 |
| Till dreary space and absence all are sped | |
| Far from my sight, | |
| And down the corridors of silence deep, | |
| Thy white hand beckons me to thee,—and sleep. | | | | |
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