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- Born
- 1777-07-27
- Died
- 1844-06-15
- Works
- 96
Top works
- Oeuvres complètes de Shakspeare
- The dramatic works of W. Shakspeare
- The pleasures of charity
- The poetical works of Campbell and Falconer
- The Book of pleasures
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- Listeners
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- Total plays
- 433
Thomas Campbell (27 July 1777 – 15 June 1844) was a Scottish poet chiefly remembered for his sentimental poetry dealing specially with human affairs. He was also one of the initiators of a plan to found what became the University of London. In 1799, he wrote 'The Pleasures of Hope' a traditional 18th century survey in heroic couplets. He also produced several stirring patriotic war songs- Ye Mariners of England, The Soldier's Dream, Hohenlinden and in 1801, The Battle of Mad and Strange Turkish
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Quotes
- “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.”
- “To is to conquer our fate.”
- “Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal: 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,And coming events cast their shadows before.”
- “Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low,With his back to the field and his feet to the foe,And leaving in battle no blot on his name,Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.”
- “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!”
- “Few, few shall part where many meet!The snow shall be their winding-sheet,And every turf beneath their feetShall be a soldier's sepulchre.”
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