What did Thomas Campbell mean by: Who hath not own’d, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name. - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland Copy
+ Our land, the first garden of liberty’s tree– It has been, and shall be, the land of the free. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Garden, Land, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ O leave this barren spot to me! Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Spots, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ The prophet’s mantle, ere his flight began, Dropt on the world–a sacred gift to man. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Sacred, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ But sad as angels for the good man’s sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Angel, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Distance, Nature, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Heart, Proud, Sorrow, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ Without the smile from partial beauty won, O what were man? – a world without a sun. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Relationships, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
+ Truth ever lovely – since the world began, The foe of tyrants, and the friend of man. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Campbell, Lovely, Tyrants, 0 - Thomas Campbell Poet · Scotland
Art is a magic which makes the hours melt away and even days dissolve into seconds - Leonora Carrington Painter · United Kingdom
Conjuring is a profession in which no one errs through excess of modesty. - Jean Eugene Robert-Houdin Magician · France
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
What if things happened to you—special, magic things—because you’d been preparing for them? - Jennifer McMahon Author
