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"O Star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there,
To waft us home the message of despair?"
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. "Pleasures of Hope," pt. 2. |
"Now Barabbas was a publisher."
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. Quoted in A Publisher and his Friends, vol. 1, ch. 14, Samuel Smiles (1891).
parodying the gospel of John 18: 40. The joke is also ascribed to Lord Byron. |
"O leave this barren spot to me!
Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree."
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. repr. In Complete Poetical Works, ed. J.L. Robertson (1907). "The Beech-Tree's Petition," st. 1 (1800). |
"What though my wingèd hours of bliss have been,
Like angel-visits, few and far between?"
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. repr. In Complete Poetical Works, ed. J.L. Robertson (1907). "The Pleasures of Hope," pt. 2, l. 375-376 (1799).
The image is borrowed from the Scottish poet Robert Blair (1699-1746): "The good he scorned Stalked off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to return; or if it did, its visits Like those of angels, short, and far between." The Grave, l. 586-589 (1743). |
"What millions died that Caesar might be great!"
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. repr. In Complete Poetical Works, ed. J.L. Robertson (1907). "The Pleasures of Hope," pt. 2, l. 174 (1799). |
"'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue."
Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. repr. In Complete Poetical Works, ed. J.L. Robertson (1907). "The Pleasures of Hope," pt. 1, l. 7-8 (1799). |
"It may be strange—yet who would change
Time's course to slower speeding,
When one by one our friends have gone
And left our bosoms bleeding?"
Thomas Campbell (1774-1844), Scottish poet. The River of Life (l. 17-20). . .
Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (1964; reprinted, with corrections, 1965) Oxford University Press. |
"And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky;"
Thomas Campbell (1774-1844), Scottish poet. The Soldier's Dream (l. 2). . .
Faber Popular Reciter, The. Kingsley Amis, ed. (1978) Faber and Faber. |
"'Stay—stay with us!—rest—thou art
weary and worn!'—
And fain was their war-broken soldier to stay;—
But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn,
And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away."
Thomas Campbell (1774-1844), Scottish poet. The Soldier's Dream (l. 21-24). . .
Faber Popular Reciter, The. Kingsley Amis, ed. (1978) Faber and Faber. |
"Britannia needs no bulwarks,
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain-waves,
Her home is on the deep."
Thomas Campbell (1774-1844), Scottish poet. Ye Mariners of England (l. 21-24). . .
New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press. |
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