The Complete Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: With a Memoir of His Life and an Essay on His Genius and WritingsAppleton & Company, 1859 - 329 頁 |
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第 vi 頁
... true to the baser moments of his mind ; we had lost the poet of Hope and Hohenlinden in the coarse sketches of anecdote and narrative which they told and drew so truly . Thomas Campbell was born in Glasgow , on the 27th of July , 1777 ...
... true to the baser moments of his mind ; we had lost the poet of Hope and Hohenlinden in the coarse sketches of anecdote and narrative which they told and drew so truly . Thomas Campbell was born in Glasgow , on the 27th of July , 1777 ...
第 viii 頁
... true story . " On quitting the Glasgow University , Mr. Camp- bell accepted the situation of a tutor in a family settled in Argyleshire . Here he composed a copy of verses , printed among his poems on the roofless abode of that sept of ...
... true story . " On quitting the Glasgow University , Mr. Camp- bell accepted the situation of a tutor in a family settled in Argyleshire . Here he composed a copy of verses , printed among his poems on the roofless abode of that sept of ...
第 xi 頁
... true , that the poet had fifty pounds of Mundell's free gift for every after edition of his poem . Our wonder is , that Dr. Anderson and Dugald Stewart allowed the poet to part with the copyright of a poem of which they spoke so highly ...
... true , that the poet had fifty pounds of Mundell's free gift for every after edition of his poem . Our wonder is , that Dr. Anderson and Dugald Stewart allowed the poet to part with the copyright of a poem of which they spoke so highly ...
第 xix 頁
... true at all times ; but facts , received as such , for want of bet- ter information , may be set aside by any dull fact- monger who will take the pains to examine a par- ish register , a bookseller's catalogue , or a will in Doctor's ...
... true at all times ; but facts , received as such , for want of bet- ter information , may be set aside by any dull fact- monger who will take the pains to examine a par- ish register , a bookseller's catalogue , or a will in Doctor's ...
第 xx 頁
... true to the genius of the poet . He is more alive to beauties than de- fects , and has distinguished his criticism by a wiler sympathy with poetry in all its branches , than you will find in any other book of English criticism . Johnson ...
... true to the genius of the poet . He is more alive to beauties than de- fects , and has distinguished his criticism by a wiler sympathy with poetry in all its branches , than you will find in any other book of English criticism . Johnson ...
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adieu Argyleshire arms battle battle of Sempach beauty Beauty's beneath bleeding blood bosom bower brave breath bright brow burst of joy Campbell CAMPBELL CREST Campbell's charm child clime cried Culdee dark dear death deep delight dread dream DUKE OF ANGOULEME earth England ev'n fair fame fate father fire flower genius Gertrude Glencoe grief hand hath heard heart Heaven Highland Hohenlinden hour Indian Innisfail isles land life's light lips living Lochiel lonely look'd Love's Loxian mind morn mountain Nature's ne'er never night o'er pale peace Pleasures of Hope poem poet Poland pride rapture sacred scene scorn shade shore sigh sight Sir Walter Scott sire smile song soul spirit star storm sweet sword tears tell thee THEODRIC thine Thomas Campbell thou thought Twas wampum waves weep Whilst wild winds
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第 67 頁 - 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.
第 67 頁 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow.
第 82 頁 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
第 69 頁 - 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. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
第 68 頁 - ... untrodden snow; and dark as winter was the flow of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, when the drum beat at dead of night commanding fires of death to light the darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed each horseman drew his battle-blade, and furious every charger neigh'd to join the dreadful revelry.
第 65 頁 - O'er the deadly space between. " Hearts of oak ! " our captains cried, when each gun From its adamantine lips Spread a death-shade round the ships, Like the hurricane eclipse Of the sun.
第 66 頁 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst 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.
第 63 頁 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the bloodhounds that bark for thy fugitive king. Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold where he flies on his desolate path...
第 vii 頁 - 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.
第 61 頁 - Glenullin ! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watchfire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning ; no rider is there ; But its bridle is- red with the sign of despair. Weep Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead : For a merciless sword on Culloden shall wave, Culloden ! that reeks with the blood of the brave.