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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,... "
The lay of the last minstrel, a poem - Страница 167
по sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1806
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The Buds of Hope: A Collection of Miscellaneous Poems

Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 страници
...— my native home. 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." WALTER SCOTT. Ah ! dear Scotia, must I leave thee, Bid a long, a last adieu ? Death ! has of my friends...

Memoirs of a Cadet

Albert Fenton - 1839 - 364 страници
...felt to his very heart's core the power and the spirit of Moore's beautiful address to that planet ? " If such there breathe, go mark him well, For him no minstrel raptures swell." The following is the passage alluded to. I make no apology for quoting it. " Sweet Moon ! If, like...

The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Том 14

1839 - 842 страници
...to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land — Whose heart has no'er within him burned, Aa home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand." Yes, sir, there are men who seem utterly incapable of any approach towards such sacred emotions, and...

The Seasons of Life; with an Introduction on the Creation, and Primeval ...

Mary Ashdowne - 1839 - 328 страници
...As home his footsteps he has 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 title, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf,...

Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840 - 378 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...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Complete in One Volume. With ...

Walter Scott - 1841 - 848 страници
...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him bum'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 Deloraine,...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1841 - 164 страници
...land ?" Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wand'ring 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...

St. Patrick and the Irish: An Oration, Before the Hibernian Provident ...

William Erigena Robinson - 1842 - 76 страници
...for its patriots. " 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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand 1 If such there breathe, go mark him well, For him no minstrel's raptures swell. High though his titles,...

A Historical Address, Delivered at the Commemoration of the One Hundredth ...

Samuel Church - 1842 - 104 страници
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native !and ? If such there be, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell....name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite his titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentered all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown,...

Instructive Extracts, Comprising Religious and Moral Instruction, Natural ...

1843 - 350 страници
...— 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...




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