Thomas Campbell

1777 - 1844

A Quote by Thomas Campbell on angels, bliss, hope, joy, and mind

Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave, oh! leave the light of Hope behind! What though my winged hours of bliss have been Like angel visits, few and far between?

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Pleasures of Hope, 1799

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on sons

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Ye Mariners of England, That guard our native sons; Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze!

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Ye Mariners of England, 1800

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on death, silence, and time

There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath, For a time.

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Battle of the Baltic

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell

A stoic of the woods - a man without a tear.

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Gertrude of Wyoming

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on life

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

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Lochiel’s Warning

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell

While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Ye Mariners of England, 1800

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on justice and mind

Oh, how hard it is to find The one just suited to our mind!

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Battle of the Baltic

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on mountains

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

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Pleasures of Hope, 1799

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell

Oh leave this barren spot to me! Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: The beech tree’s Petition

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A Quote by Thomas Campbell on angels, blush, and good

But sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in.

Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844)

Source: Pleasures of Hope, 1799

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