| 1918 - 596 oldal
...work of God." £-0 Photograph by W. R«d "I AM, INDEED, SIR, A SURGEON TO OLD SHOES" " Long may the hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content." FROM THE TRENCHES TO VERSAILLES BY CAROLYN COREY YESTERDAY afternoon I took thirty-two soldiers to... | |
| Max Kaluza - 1911 - 422 oldal
...others; eg: O Scotia 1 my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent I Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content I And O may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ; Then, howe'er... | |
| John Thomas Scopes - 1997 - 356 oldal
...confidence in you: "O Scotia, my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! "And, oh, may Heav'n their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile! Then, howe'er crowns... | |
| Automobile Association (Great Britain) - 1996 - 268 oldal
...SCOTLAND oi fh, Scotia! My dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! ROBERT BURNS SCOTLAND ABERFOYLE 239,240 BLAIR ATHOLL 241,242 BRAEMAR 243 COLDSTREAM 244 CULROSS 245,... | |
| Leith Davis - 1998 - 240 oldal
...nation itself: o SCOTIA! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health and peace and sweet content! (II 172-75) Although he employs the "sons of rustic toil" as the objects of his national discourse,... | |
| Robert Crawford - 2003 - 268 oldal
...self-reliance: O SCOTIA! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health...From Luxury's contagion, weak and vile! Then howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous Populace may rise the whole, And stand a wall of fire, around... | |
| Marvin N. Olasky, John Perry - 2005 - 376 oldal
...thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh, may Heav'n their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand, a wall of fire, around... | |
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