Thomas Campbell (poet) Quotes

Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore And coming events cast their shadows before.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

To bear is to conquer our fate.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

Truth ever lovely - since the world began The foe of tyrants and the friend of man.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

To live in hearts we leave behind Is not to die.

And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Never wedding ever wooing Still a lovelorn heart pursuing Read you not the wrong you're doing In ...

What millions died - that Caesar might be great!

And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.

How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love's beginning.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

To bear is to conquer our fate.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

Truth ever lovely - since the world began The foe of tyrants and the friend of man.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

To live in hearts we leave behind Is not to die.

And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Never wedding ever wooing Still a lovelorn heart pursuing Read you not the wrong you're doing In ...

What millions died - that Caesar might be great!

And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.

Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore And coming events cast their shadows before.

How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love's beginning.