 | St. Clyde (fict.name.) - 1816 - 286 страници
...Of-'-'•' »• 3 A NOVEL. Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, " This is my own, my native land!" Whose heart has ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteos he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? IN THREE VOL-t Scorn LONDON: PRINTED... | |
 | Elizabeth Thomas - 1816 - 286 страници
...own, my native land? Whose heart within him ne'er hath burn'd* As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well, Foi him no minstrel-s raptures wellt High though his titles- proud his name, Bound-c--8 his wealth... | |
 | 1816 - 832 страници
...thank God! found all •well. " Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart has ne'er within hi m burn'J, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ?" SCOTT. Should... | |
 | Mrs. Ross - 1818 - 526 страници
...so dead, * Who never to himself hath said, ' This is my own, my native land ! f ' Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned * As home his footsteps he hath turned ' From wandering on a foreign strand !' "• " I respect your sentiments," said Fitzosbert, smiling, as he began to suspect that Rosa was... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1819 - 322 страници
...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... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 272 страници
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! \Vhose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he...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... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, I'his is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he...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... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 страници
...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... | |
 | 1821 - 542 страници
...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...strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though liis titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | James Service (of Chatton.) - 1822 - 144 страници
...with soul BO 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! Lay nf Ilif Larf Maulrrl. BREATHES there a wretch so lost to fame, Whose bosom throbs not at his country's... | |
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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? 
