The prophet’s mantle, ere his flight began, Dropt on the world–a sacred gift to man. — Thomas Campbell
Beauty’s witching sway is now to me a star that’s fallen-a dream that’s passed away. — Thomas Campbell
Truth ever lovely – since the world began, The foe of tyrants, and the friend of man. — Thomas Campbell
What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between. — Thomas Campbell
Where the Scriptures speak, we speak; where the Scriptures are silent, we are silent — Thomas Campbell
Without the smile from partial beauty won, O what were man? – a world without a sun. — Thomas Campbell
For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom’d each rustic tomb. — Thomas Campbell
O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander’d there, To waft us home the message of despair? — Thomas Campbell
Fundamental assumptions in general and scientific assumptions in particular are so hard — Thomas Campbell