Whose lines are mottoes of the heart,Whose truths electrify the sage. Thomas Campbell More Quotes by Thomas Campbell More Quotes From Thomas Campbell O leave this barren spot to me! Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree. Thomas Campbell barrenspotstree He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe. Thomas Campbell philanthropywoegratitude On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh, No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I, No harp like my own could so cheerily play, And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray. Thomas Campbell dogplayhappiness The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry! Thomas Campbell munichchivalrybravery Ye mariners of England! That guard our native seas; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze! Thomas Campbell battleseayears Truth ever lovely - since the world began, The foe of tyrants, and the friend of man. Thomas Campbell lovelytyrantsmen What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between. Thomas Campbell blisshoursangel Without the smile from partial beauty won, Thomas Campbell relationshipmenworld Who hail thee, Man! the pilgrim of the day, spouse of the worm, and brother of the clay. Thomas Campbell claybrothermen On Linden, when the sun was low, Thomas Campbell darkwintersnow Tomorrow let us do or die! Thomas Campbell diestomorrow The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn, Till danger's troubled night depart, And the star of peace return. Thomas Campbell starsnightpeace Beauty's witching sway is now to me a star that's fallen-a dream that's passed away. Thomas Campbell starsdreambeauty Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name. Thomas Campbell magicgracenames Men of England! who inheritRights that cost your sires their blood. Thomas Campbell costmenblood Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave---oh leave the light of Hope behind. Thomas Campbell Without the smile from partial beauty won, Oh what were man?—a world without a sun. Thomas Campbell To bear is to conquer our fate. Thomas Campbell bearourconquerfate And muse on Nature with a poet's eye. Thomas Campbell musepoetnatureeye
