Thomas Campbell

A chieftain, to the Highlands bound,   Cries, "Boatman, do not tarry
And I'll give thee a silver pound,   To row us o'er the ferry
"- "Now who be ye, would cross Lochgyle   This dark and stormy water
" "O,

Lo
at the couch where infant beauty sleeps,
Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps:
She, while the lovely babe unconscious lies,

On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the 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 ...

Wizard
— Lochiel
Wizard
— Lochiel

When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run;
Round the earth and ocean blue,
His children four the Seasons flew
First, in green apparel dancing,   The young Spring smiled with angel grace;

O, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale,
Where a band cometh slowly with weeping and wail
'Tis the chief of Glenara laments for his dear;
And her sire and her people are called to her bier

Hark
from the battlements of yonder
The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour
Roused from drear visions of distempered sleep,

How delicious is the
Of a kiss at love's beginning,
When two mutual hearts are
For the knot there's no untying

At summer eve, when heaven's aerial
Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below,
Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye,
Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky

The ordeal's fatal trumpet sounded, And sad pale Adelgitha came, When forth a valiant champion bounded, And slew the slanderer of her fame
She wept, delivered from her danger; But when he knelt to claim her glove- "Seek not
" s...

RT
On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming
Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall,
And roofless homes, a sad remembrance bring,

Unfading Hope
when life's last embers burn —When soul to soul, and dust to dust return,
Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour
Oh