Maxioms by Thomas Campbell
Oh, leave this barren spot to me!
Spare, woodman, space the beechen tree!
Oh, leave this barren spot to me!
Spare, woodman, space the beechen tree!
To bear is to conquer our fate.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]
The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]
Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps;
Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps;
She, while read more
Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps;
Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps;
She, while the lovely babe unconscious lies,
Smiles on her slumbering child with pensive eyes.
When the stormy winds do blow;
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds read more
When the stormy winds do blow;
When the battle rages loud and long,
And the stormy winds do blow.
