Quotes by : Thomas Campbell

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

What millions died - that Caesar might be great!

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

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

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

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

And Freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!

And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.

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

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