1. Thomas Campbell
Exile of Erin

There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,
  The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing
  To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.
But the day-star attracted his eye’s sad devotion,
For it rose o’...

Poet: Thomas Campbell
Hallowed Ground

What ’s hallowed ground? Has earth a clod
Its Maker meant not should be trod
By man, the image of his God,
      Erect and free,
Unscourged by Superstition’s rod
      To bow the knee?

That ’s hallowed ground where, mourned and missed,
...

Poet: Thomas Campbell
Poland

From “The Pleasures of Hope,” Part I.
O SACRED Truth! thy triumph ceased awhile,
And Hope, thy sister, ceased with thee to smile,
When leagued Oppression poured to Northern wars
Her whiskered pandours and her fierce hussars,
Waved her dread standard to the...

Poet: Thomas Campbell
Song of the Greeks

[1821]
  AGAIN to the battle, Achaians!
  Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance;
Our land,—the first garden of Liberty’s-tree,—
Has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free;
  For the cross of our faith is replanted,
  The pale dying crescent is...

Poet: Thomas Campbell
Hohenlinden

[1800]
on Linden, when the sun was low,
All bloodless lay the untrodden snow,
And dark as winter was the flow
Of Iser, rolling rapidly.

But Linden saw another sight
When the drum beat, at dead of night,
Commanding fires of death to light...

Poet: Thomas Campbell
Battle of the Baltic

[April 2, 1801]
OF Nelson and the north
  Sing the glorious day’s renown,
When to battle fierce came forth
  All the might of Denmark’s crown,
And her arms along the deep proudly shone;
  By each gun the lighted brand
  In a bold determined...

Poet: Thomas Campbell