Thomas Campbell

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.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky.

Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky.

He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.

He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.

Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow
Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe.

Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow
Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe.