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!
'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.
O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there,
To waft us home the message of despair?
O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there,
To waft us home the message of despair?
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.
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.
