 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,...  The lay of the last minstrel, a poem - Страница 167по sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1806Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Daniel Weir - 1829 - 162 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...Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the... | |
 | John Macray - 1829 - 102 страници
...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd. As borne his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him wel: : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boumdlesshis wealth... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 страници
...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd As home his footsteps he hath lurn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there...Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the... | |
 | John Hobart Caunter - 1830 - 254 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...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,... | |
 | 1853 - 1142 страници
...From wandering on a foreign strand. If such there be, go mark him well, To him no minstrel praises swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite his titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living shall forfeit fair renown, And... | |
 | Jacob Green - 1831 - 278 страници
...trembled on my tongue : Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Whenever to himself hath said, This is my own — my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned. When home his footsteps he hath turned. From wandering on a foreign strand ' Saturday, Sept. 12. —... | |
 | 1831 - 644 страници
...trembled on my tongue : 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, When home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand í Saturday, Sept. 12. —... | |
 | William Lloyd Garrison - 1832 - 264 страници
...'Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, ' Who never to himself hath said, * John Neal. This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the... | |
 | William Lloyd Garrison - 1832 - 278 страници
...'Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, • John Neal. , This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swull ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 548 страници
...bras*. King Hmrg y Breathes there the man, with soul ao dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! Living, he forfeits fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he... | |
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