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Thomas Campbell (Томас Кэмпбелл)


The River of Life


The more we live, more brief appear
Our life's succeeding stages;
A day to childhood seems a year,
And years like passing ages.

The gladsome current of our youth,
Ere passion yet disorders,
Steals lingering like a river smooth
Along its grassy borders.

But as the careworn cheek grows wan,
And sorrow's shafts fly thicker,
Ye stars, that measure life to man,
Why seem your courses quicker?

When joys have lost their bloom and breath,
And life itself is vapid,
Why, as we reach the Falls of Death
Feel we its tide more rapid?

It may be strange—yet who would change
Time's course to slower speeding,
When one by one our friends have gone,
And left our bosoms bleeding?

Heaven gives our years of fading strength
Indemnifying fleetness;
And those of youth, a seeming length,
Proportion'd to their sweetness. 



Thomas Campbell's other poems:
  1. Lines on the Camp Hill, near Hastings
  2. Mull
  3. Cora Linn, or the Falls of the Clyde
  4. Lochiel’s Warning
  5. The Child and the Hind


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Lewis Morris (Льюис Моррис) The River of Life ("BRIGHT with unnumbered laughters, and swollen by a thousand tears")

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