 | 1821 - 542 oldal
...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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though liis... | |
 | James Service (of Chatton.) - 1822 - 144 oldal
...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... | |
 | Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 oldal
...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... | |
 | John S Skinner - 1825 - 436 oldal
...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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go, mark him well, For him, no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles,... | |
 | 1826 - 434 oldal
...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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark htm well; For him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles,... | |
 | 1828 - 814 oldal
...LATEST MINSTREL sung. 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 ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles,... | |
 | Jacob Green - 1831 - 278 oldal
...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 oldal
...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 - 278 oldal
...'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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swull ; High though his titles,... | |
 | William Lloyd Garrison - 1832 - 264 oldal
...'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...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no Minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles,... | |
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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... 
