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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 burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand... "
Journal of an Officer in the Commissariat Department of the Army: Comprising ... - الصفحة 345
بواسطة John Edgecombe Daniel - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 501
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Affection: With Other Poems

Henry Smithers - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 254
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart has 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...

The nocturnal minstrel; or, The spirit of the wood, المجلد 2

Eleanor Sleath - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 204
...with soul su di .ii, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose h«art hath ne'er within him burn'd As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wand'fing on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well, For him, no minstrel raptures...

Letters from the Levant;: Containing Views of the State of Society, Manners ...

John Galt - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...JAMES HAMILTON, Es$. Breathes 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...burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wandering on a foreign strand ! . , If such there breathe, go, mark him wellj rf For him no minstrel...

Letters from the Levant

John Galt - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...JAMES HAMILTON, Es%. Breathes 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...burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him wellj For him no minstrel raptures...

Patronage, المجلد 3

Maria Edgeworth - 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself has said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart has ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there be, go mark him well, High though his titles, proud his...

An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway ...

John Evans - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...CHILDREN. 417 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 burn'd As HOME his footsteps be hath tnrn'd, From wand'ring in a foreigu strand ? If such there breathe — go, mark him well, For...

The poetical works of sir Walter Scott, المجلد 1

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...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...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...

The Two Rectors

George Wilkins - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 504
...can give : — ' 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...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...

Alice Allan, The country town, et cet

Alexander Wilson (novelist.) - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 332
...his verse : " Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Whenever to himself vhath said — This is my own— my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er...him burn'd As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wandering on a foreign strand ?" One of the first assurances I received of the remembrance of my friends...

Forty Years in the World: Or, Sketches and Tales of a Soldier's Life, المجلد 2

Robert Grenville Wallace - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...N<>. VI. THE RETURN. Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This u my own, my native land! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he bath turn'd, From wand'ring on a foreign strand! " IT was evening when we left London, and in the grey...




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