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Does death cleanse the stains of the spirit	A
When sundered at last from the clay	B
Or keep we thereafter till judgment	C
Desires that on earth had their way	B
Bereft of the strength which was given	D
To use for our good or our bane	E
Shall yearnings vain impotent endless	F
Be ours with their burden of pain	E
	-
Though flesh does not clothe them what anguish	G
Must be known in the world of the dead	H
If the future lies open before them	I
And fate has no secret unread	H
And yet oh how rarely our vision	D
May know the lost presence is nigh	J
How seldom its purpose be gathered	K
Be it comfort or warning to die	J
	-
With mute or half breathed supplication	D
Permitted to utter their prayer	L
Demanding earth's justice but ever	M
Poor phantoms of mist and of air	L
If in aught our belief may be certain	D
Where founded on witness of man	D
They come and no tomb e'er imprisoned	N
The shade when corruption began	D
	-
They come and oh swiftly they follow	O
The track of the murderer vile	P
He is haunted for ever his refuge	Q
A hell on far ocean or isle	P
Though he fly as once fled from Barcaldine	D
Young Donald's assassin to claim	R
Guest right where all mercy a treason	D
To kinship and justice became	R
	-
Inverawe Inverawe give me shelter	M
I have shed a man's blood in a fray	B
Oh swear that you will not betray me	S
By your dirk by the dear light of day	B
And the prayer in his kindness he answered	K
But aghast heard the voices that cried	T
Your cousin lies slain Can a stranger	M
Have passed by the steep river side	T
	-
Then bound by his oath he deceived them	I
But night brought a dream full of fear	U
His cousin's pale image stood o'er him	V
Came a voice he had loved to his ear	W
Inverawe Inverawe give no shelter	M
To the man by whom blood has been shed	H
And he went to his guest saying Leave me	S
I obey the dear voice of the dead	H
	-
By your oath by the light of God's heaven	D
Your word has been passed for your guest	X
Then sleep in the cave in the mountain	D
If Donald allow you to rest	X
Again shone the vision more awful	Y
Ere the hours of the darkness had fled	H
Inverawe Inverawe give no shelter	M
To the man by whom blood has been shed	H
	-
But empty the cave was at morning	Z
When searched for the murderer's trace	A2
And the ghost came again in the darkness	F
The gore on its breast and its face	A2
Inverawe Inverawe again whispered	K
The shade of the echoless feet	B2
My blood has been shed I await thee	S
At Ticonderoga we meet	B2
	-
And often in wonder repeated	C2
That warning to many was known	D
The strangely named place for the trysting	Z
Men said was in dreamland alone	D
Why cherish a dismal illusion	D
War summons gay hearts to the strife	D2
All share in the prizes of glory	S
The chances of death or of life	D2
	-
In camp on the march in the battle	Y
His thought would repeat evermore	E2
At the place fore ordained in the vision	D
I shall pass to the Dark River's shore	E2
And often awaiting the summons	F2
He asked for the wild Indian name	R
When curled o'er American hamlets	G2
The smoke from the guns' sudden flame	R
	-
The forest one evening was silent	C
As though in the calm of a trance	H2
Yet within it two armies were resting	Z
The soldiers of Britain and France	H2
Our Highlanders slumbered march wearied	I2
Their sentries at watch in the wood	J2
Behind their long lines of entrenchment	C
The French in their bivouacs stood	J2
	-
Inverawe take your sleep ere the morning	Z
When our praise or our death shall be sung	Z
A comrade cried soon for Carillon	D
A chime that is new shall be rung	Z
But the air of that night of midsummer	M
Seemed chilly and sleep fled away	B
And he wandered to where near Carillon	D
The charge would be sounded at day	B
	-
To the North a pale ray of Aurora	K2
Shot white o'er the black forest spars	H2
A lake through the pines softly gleaming	Z
Lay calm in the radiance of stars	H2
It seemed a sweet heaven whose brightness	H2
Life's dark prison bars could not hide	T
As he gazed lo he thought that a figure	M
Advanced from that silvery tide	T
	-
Distinct as a luminous shadow	O
It moved in the starlight alone	D
Till it came to him close and he shuddered	K
For the face that he saw was his own	D
The cloak of the dread apparition	D
His own but bedabbled in blood	L2
Inverawe stretched his hand but the spectre	M
Had vanished like mist in the wood	J2
	-
To the fires of his comrades returning	Z
Ah friends you deceived me he said	H
Why conceal from my ears that Carillon	D
Has the name that was named by the dead	H
'Tis Ticonderoga the fortress	H2
We march on the morrow to storm	M2
Where Death and the Phantom stand watching	Z
The hour when our column shall form	M2
	-
The morn brought the hell of the onset	N2
When bayonet and Highlanders' blade	O2
Sank crushed where the trenches were flashing	Z
In the roll of the long fusillade	O2
Repulsed O how sadly at night fall	P2
The remnant was gathered and told	Q2
In silence they thought of the wounded	L2
And mourned the brave hearts that were cold	Q2
	-
Ere thundered again the dim battle	Y
Saluting the deathless in God	R2
A truce found that Leader all gory	S
Yet gasping his breath on the sod	R2
They bore him to camp where around him	V
They pressed as he beckoned in pain	D
His voice seemed a breath in the forest	S2
I die I have seen him again	D

John Campbell

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