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The Poetical Works of Thomas Pringle

With A Sketch of his Life, by Leitch Ritchie

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X. TO THE POET CAMPBELL.

Campbell! I much have loved thy fervid strain,
Fraught with high thought, and generous feeling pure;
Rousing young hearts to dare, and to endure
All things for Truth and Freedom; to disdain
Ambition's vulgar trophies—the vile train
Of sordid baits that servile souls allure;
Intent a nobler guerdon to secure,
And live like those who have not lived in vain.
Ah! wherefore silent that inspiring shell,
Round which our souls with young entrancement hung?
The thrilling chords thy touch can wake so well
To patriot strains—why slumber they unstrung?
What, though thou hast achieved a deathless name?
God and mankind have yet a holier claim!
1819.