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Thomas Campbell (Томас Кэмпбелл)


Benlomond


Hadst thou a genius on thy peak,
What tales, white-headed Ben,
Could'st thou of ancient ages speak,
That mock th' historian's pen!

Thy long duration makes our livea
Seem but so many hours;
And likens, to the bees' frail hives,
Our most stupendous towers.

Temples and towers thou seest begun,
New creeds, new conquerers sway;
And, like their shadows in the sun,
Hast seen them swept away.

Thy steadfast summit, heaven-allied
(Unlike life's little span),
Looks down a mentor on the pride
Of perishable man. 



Thomas Campbell's other poems:
  1. The Child and the Hind
  2. Maternal Hope
  3. Hohenlinden
  4. Ode to the Memory of Burns
  5. The Last Man


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