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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... "
The lay of the last minstrel, a poem. With Ballads and lyrical pieces - Страница 175
по sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1812
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...never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him hurned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there hreathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his...

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...native land! ff'hose heart hath ne'er mithin him burned, As horne his footsteps he hath turned, J ram wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe , go , mark him well; lor him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his title s , proud his name, Boundless his wealth...

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...Walter Scot — 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...; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though liis titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power,...

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...MY NATIVE LAND. Sreithes there the man, with soul BO dead. Who never to himself hath said, This is my own — my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! Lay nf Ilif Larf Maulrrl. BREATHES there a wretch so lost to fame, Whose bosom throbs not at his...

The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

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...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him bura'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there...him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High tho' his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power,...

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...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there...proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Depite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concenter'd all in self, Living, shall forfeit...

The Mysteries of St. Clair; Or, Mariette Mouline ...

Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 страници
...CHAPTER XXV. " Hi i alhes there a 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 Iris footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathes, go mark...

The American Farmer, 1825

John S Skinner - 1825 - 436 страници
...be let to a few "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...proud his name, Boundless his wealth, as wish can claim;The wretch concentered all in self, Despite those titles, power, and pelf, Living, shall forfeit...

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George Wilkins - 1825 - 504 страници
...own, my native land!" Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel-raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim...

Beauties of the Modern Poets: In Selections from the Works of Byron, Moore ...

1826 - 434 страници
...shines. MY NATIVE LAND. 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...a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark htm well; For him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, „ Boundless...




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