Quotes from Thomas Campbell

A man who will not leave his room because he does not know how, or is afraid to open the door, is trapped just the same whether or not the door is locked.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

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

The combat deepens. On, ye brave,Who rush to glory or the grave!Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave,And charge with all thy chivalry!

Britannia needs no bulwarks,No towers along the steep;Her march is o'er the mountain waves,Her home is on the deep.

Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art.

Is't death to fall for Freedom's right? He's dead alone who lacks her light!

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

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

On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh,No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I;No harp like my own could so cheerily play,And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray.

Ye are brothers! ye are men!And we conquer but to save.

Oh leave this barren spot to me!Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree!

Ye mariners of England,That guard our native seas;Whose flag has braved, a thousand years,The battle and the breeze!

Oh! once the harp of InnisfailWas strung full high to notes of gladness;But yet it often told a taleOf more prevailing sadness.

How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love's beginning.

My love-lies-bleeding.

Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave---oh! leave the light of Hope behind.

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

Tiny positive or negative increments in the quality of your intent, over many thousands of choices, eventually lead to either an increasing or decreasing consciousness quality.

Truth ever lovely - since the world began, The foe of tyrants, and the friend of man.

And muse on nature with a poet's eye.

Big Truth, once understood and assimilated, always modifies your intent, and invariably leads to personal change.

Fear is like mind-cancer; it is a disease of consciousness, a dysfunctional condition of ignorance trapped within a little picture.