Maxioms by Thomas Campbell
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true:
Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
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Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true:
Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
For ye waft me to summers of old,
When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight,
And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight,
Like treasures of silver and gold.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
It has been, and shall be, the land of the free.
Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
It has been, and shall be, the land of the free.
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
