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" Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go... "
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по Richard Polwhele - 1810
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The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1805 - 334 страници
...CANTO SIXTH. I. BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no Minstrel...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Том 3

Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - 788 страници
...mischievous absurdity. Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel...

Polyanthos, Том 3

1806 - 310 страници
...there the man, with soul so dead, _ Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land I Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, ' As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! Tf such there breathe, go mark him well j For him no minstrel...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Том 3

David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher - 1806 - 788 страници
...the man, with «oui so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own my native land ! Wbose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well i For him no minstrel...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Том 3

Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - 796 страници
...mischievous absurdity. Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, A» home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe,...

Inchiquin the Jesuit's Letters, During a Late Residence in the United States ...

Charles Jared Ingersoll - 1810 - 186 страници
...despise themselves.' Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel...

The Lady's Miscellany, Or, Weekly Visitor, for the Use and Amusement ..., Том 13

1811 - 432 страници
...there aman, with soul so dead. Who never, to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! XVhose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned. From wand'ring on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go mark him well ; For himno minstrel raptures...

The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1811 - 310 страници
...MINSTREL. CANTO SIXTH. BREATHES there the man, with soul so deadj Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he,hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well j For...

The Gleaner: A Series of Periodical Essays, Том 4

Nathan Drake - 1811 - 504 страници
...author. No. CLXXV. Breathes there the man with soul 30 dead, Who never to himself bath mid, This is my own, my native land ! 'Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his fooUteps be hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! WALTKR SCOTT. So bountiful has the Creator...

The lay of the last minstrel, a poem. With Ballads and lyrical pieces

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1812 - 362 страници
...CANTO SIXTH. I. BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel...




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