The complete poetical works of Thomas Campbell Oxford edition: Edited, with notes by J. Logie Robertson |
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Even musing here, beside the Druid-stone,
Where British Arthur built his airy throne,
Far as my sight can travel o'er the scene
From Lomond's height to Roslin's lovely green,
On every moor, wild wood, and mountain side,
From Forth's fair windings to the ocean tide,
On each the legendary loves to tell
Where chiefs encountered and the mighty fell;
Each war-worn turret on the distant shore
Speaks like a herald of the feats of yore;
And, though the shades of dark oblivion frown
On sacred scenes and deeds of high renown,
Yet still some oral tale, some chanted rhyme,
Shall mark the spot, and teach succeeding time
How oft our fathers, to their country true,
The glorious sword of independence drew;
How well their plaided clans, in battle tried,
Impenetrably stood, or greatly died;
How long the genius of their rights delayed,
How sternly guarded, and how late betrayed.
Where British Arthur built his airy throne,
Far as my sight can travel o'er the scene
From Lomond's height to Roslin's lovely green,
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From Forth's fair windings to the ocean tide,
On each the legendary loves to tell
Where chiefs encountered and the mighty fell;
Each war-worn turret on the distant shore
Speaks like a herald of the feats of yore;
And, though the shades of dark oblivion frown
On sacred scenes and deeds of high renown,
Yet still some oral tale, some chanted rhyme,
Shall mark the spot, and teach succeeding time
How oft our fathers, to their country true,
The glorious sword of independence drew;
How well their plaided clans, in battle tried,
Impenetrably stood, or greatly died;
How long the genius of their rights delayed,
How sternly guarded, and how late betrayed.
![]() | The complete poetical works of Thomas Campbell | ![]() |