Thomas Campbell

'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.

'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.

There was silence deep as death;
And the boldest held his breath,
For a time.

There was silence deep as death;
And the boldest held his breath,
For a time.

When love came first to earth, the Spring
Spread rose-beds to receive him.

When love came first to earth, the Spring
Spread rose-beds to receive him.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Drink to her that each loves best,
And if you nurse a flame
That's told but to read more

Drink to her that each loves best,
And if you nurse a flame
That's told but to her mutual breast,
We will not ask her name.