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Thomas Campbell

Data de nascimento: 27. Julho 1777
Data de falecimento: 15. Junho 1844
Outros nomes:Томас Кембелл,توماس كامبل

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Thomas Campbell foi um poeta escocês principalmente lembrado por sua poesia sentimental em lidar especialmente com assuntos humanos. Foi um dos iniciadores de um plano para fundar o que se tornou a Universidade de Londres. Em 1799, escreveu "The Pleasures of Hope" , uma pesquisa tradicional do século XVIII em dísticos heróicos. Produziu várias canções emocionantes sobre guerras patrióticas—"Ye Mariners of England" , "The Soldier's Dream" , "Hohenlinden" e em 1801, "The Battle of Mad and Strange Turkish Princes" .

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„Drink ye to her that each loves best!“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: Drink ye to her that each loves best! And if you nurse a flame That 's told but to her mutual breast, We will not ask her name. Drink ye to Her

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„Angel of life! thy glittering wings explore
Earth's loneliest bounds, and Ocean's wildest shore.“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe: Won by their sweets, in nature's languid hour, The way-worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower;There, as the wild bee murmurs on the wing, What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring! What viewless forms th' Æolian organ play, And sweep the furrow'd lines of anxious thought away!Angel of life! thy glittering wings explore Earth's loneliest bounds, and Ocean's wildest shore.</p Part I, lines 45 - 54

„Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind,
But leave, oh! leave the light of Hope behind!“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave, oh! leave the light of Hope behind! What though my wingèd hours of bliss have been Like angels visits, few and far between. Part II, line 375

„Methinks, thy jubilee to keep,
The first-made anthem rang
On earth deliver'd from the deep,
And the first poet sang.“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang.Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptured greet thy beam: Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme!</p

„How glorious is thy girdle cast
O'er mountain, tower, and town“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>How glorious is thy girdle cast O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam.For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.</p

„What potent spirit guides the raptur'd eye
To pierce the shades of dim futurity?“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>What potent spirit guides the raptur'd eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity? Can Wisdom lend, with all her heav'nly pow'r, The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour?Ah, no! she darkly sees the fate of man— Her dim horizon bounded to a span; Or, if she hold an image to the view, Tis nature pictur'd too severely true.</p Part I, lines 14 - 21

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„Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky
When storms prepare to part,
I ask not proud Philosophy
To teach me what thou art.“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art. — Still seem, as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given, For happy spirits to alight, Betwixt the earth and heaven.</p

„Let Winter come! let polar spirits sweep
The darkening world, and tempest-troubled deep!“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: Let Winter come! let polar spirits sweep The darkening world, and tempest-troubled deep! Though boundless snows the withered heath deform, And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm, Yet shall the smile of social love repay, With mental light, the melancholy day! And, when its short and sullen noon is o'er, The ice-chained waters slumbering on the shore, How bright the fagots in his little hall Blaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall! Part II, line 115–124

„With thee, sweet Hope! resides the heav'nly light,
That pours remotest rapture on the sight“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: With thee, sweet Hope! resides the heav'nly light, That pours remotest rapture on the sight: Thine is the charm of life's bewilder'd way. That calls each slumb'ring passion into play. Part I, lines 22 - 25

„For, faithful to its sacred page,
Heaven still rebuilds thy span,
Nor lets the type grow pale with age
That first spoke peace to man.“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>How glorious is thy girdle cast O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam.For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.</p

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„Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day!
For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal,
But man cannot cover what God would reveal:
'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal: 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. [http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/48723 Lochiel's Warning] (1802), a poem regarding "Gentle Lochiel", Donald Cameron of Lochiel, and the final defeat of his forces and other Jacobites at the Battle of Culloden, in which he was badly wounded.

„Nor ever shall the Muse's eye
Unraptured greet thy beam:
Theme of primeval prophecy,
Be still the poet's theme!“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: p>Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang.Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptured greet thy beam: Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme!</p

„On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh,
No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh, No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I; No harp like my own could so cheerily play, And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray. The Harper, st. 1 (1799)

„The combat deepens. On, ye brave,
Who rush to glory or the grave!“

— Thomas Campbell
Context: 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! [http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=3042&poem=13489 Hohenlinden], st. 7 (1802)

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