—Thomas Campbell.
(This piece was written for Miss Mary Campbell, the poet's sister; it appeared first in the Morning Chronicle.
The tree, the subject of the lines still ornaments the grounds at Ardwell, in Scotland, the seat of James Murray McCulloch, Esq.)
1950
Like a tree, am I sheltering others by my life?
1951
The greater the difficulty the more glory in surmounting it. Skilful pilots gain their reputation from storms and tempests.
1952
TROUBLE.
When I waken in the morn
I'm sad, I must confess,
To think that ere I can go out
I must get up and dress.