Thomas Campbell
First Lines
Burdett, enjoy thy justly foremost fame,
Earl March look'd on his dying child,
Fall'n as he is, this king of birds still seems
Hail to thy face and odours, glorious Sea!
How glorious fall the valiant, sword in hand,
Loved Voyager! his pages had a zest
My wealth's a burly spear and brand,
O haggard queen! to Athens dost thou guide
Oh! scenes of my childhood, and dear to my heart,
On England's shore I saw a pensive band,
Platonic friendship at your years,
Since there is magic in your look
Sweet Iser! were thy sunny realm
Tell me, ye bards, whose skill sublime
The more we live, more brief appear
The mountain summits sleep: glens, cliffs, and caves
To Love in my heart, I exclaim'd t' other morning,
Two spirits reach'd this world of ours:
Was man e'er doom'd that beauty made
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