 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...  The Hawthorne Readers - Página 396por Edward Everett Hale (Jr.) - 1904Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
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...Nolan himself went on, still unconsciously or mechanically — " This is ray own, my native land !" Then they all saw something was to pay ; but he expected to get through, I suppose, turned a little palp, but plunged on — " Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1839 - 264 páginas
...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...strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well — For him no minstrel's raptures swell ; High though his title, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | William Erigena Robinson - 1842 - 76 páginas
...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...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 páginas
...Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose h(d0. : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 páginas
...Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, ray native land ! e shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home. On...And o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold. Lays hi ; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...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...strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel's raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...there the man, with sou! 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...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... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 páginas
...irtiifre J ifaan**vith 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...strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well ! For him no minstrel's raptures swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 páginas
...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...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... | |
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