The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: Including Theodric and Many Other Pieces Not Contained in Any Former EditionS. & D. A. Forbes, 1830 - 221 ページ |
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... chief of Congo loved to reign ! With fires proportioned to his native sky , Strength in his arm , and lightning in his eye ! Scoured with wild feet his sun - illumined zone , The spear , the lion , and the woods his own ! Or led the ...
... chief of Congo loved to reign ! With fires proportioned to his native sky , Strength in his arm , and lightning in his eye ! Scoured with wild feet his sun - illumined zone , The spear , the lion , and the woods his own ! Or led the ...
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... chief on yonder Indian isles ! For ever fallen ! no son of Nature now , With Freedom chartered on his manly brow ; Faint , bleeding , bound , he weeps the night away , And , when the seawind wafts the dewless day , Starts , with a ...
... chief on yonder Indian isles ! For ever fallen ! no son of Nature now , With Freedom chartered on his manly brow ; Faint , bleeding , bound , he weeps the night away , And , when the seawind wafts the dewless day , Starts , with a ...
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... sheaf , That fired his Highland blood with mickle glee ; And England sent her men , of men the chief , * Scotland . † The great whirlpool of the Western Hebrides . Who taught those sires of Empire yet to be , 48 CAMPBELL'S POEMS .
... sheaf , That fired his Highland blood with mickle glee ; And England sent her men , of men the chief , * Scotland . † The great whirlpool of the Western Hebrides . Who taught those sires of Empire yet to be , 48 CAMPBELL'S POEMS .
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... chief , forgot the morn When I with thee the cup of peace did share ? Then stately was this head , and dark this hair , That now is white as Appalachia's snow ; But , if the weight of fifteen years ' despair , And age hath bowed me ...
... chief , forgot the morn When I with thee the cup of peace did share ? Then stately was this head , and dark this hair , That now is white as Appalachia's snow ; But , if the weight of fifteen years ' despair , And age hath bowed me ...
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... chief his old bewildered head withdrew , [ through . And grasped his arm , and looked and looked him ' Twas strange - nor could the group a smile control— The long , the doubtful scrutiny to view : — At last delight o'er all his ...
... chief his old bewildered head withdrew , [ through . And grasped his arm , and looked and looked him ' Twas strange - nor could the group a smile control— The long , the doubtful scrutiny to view : — At last delight o'er all his ...
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adieu amidst ANTISTROPHE arms bark battle beauty beauty's beneath bleeding blest blood bosom bower brave breath bright brow burst burst of Joy charms chief child clime cried Culdees Daingean dark dear death deep despair doom dread dream earth England Erin go bragh ev'n fair fame fate fire Gertrude GERTRUDE OF WYOMING glow grief hand hath heard heart Heaven Hope hour Indian Innisfail Irish isles kindred knew land life's light living Lochiel lonely look Love's Loxian midnight mind morn mountain mourn murmur Nature's night numbers o'er pale peace pride psaltery rapture rocks sacred scene scorn second sight shade shore sigh sight Sir John Johnson sire smile song soul spirit Stanza star storm sweet sword tears tempests thee Theodric thine thou thought trembling triumph Twas Udolph wampum waves weep wild winds woods wrath
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104 ページ - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
23 ページ - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, 'Logan is the friend of white men.
89 ページ - Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold, where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight'.
7 ページ - Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
104 ページ - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow! When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return. Then, then, ye ocean warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
103 ページ - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
108 ページ - By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore...
106 ページ - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
103 ページ - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. 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.
54 ページ - As monumental bronze unchanged his look : A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook : Train'd, from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier, The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — A stoic of the woods — a man without a tear.