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" From wandering on a foreign 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 wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch,... "
The Poetical Works - 39 ページ
Walter Scott 著 - 1909 - 970 ページ
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The British Controversialist and Literary Magazine, 第 3~4 巻

1857 - 588 ページ
...For him no minstrel raptures swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth »s wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf,...renown, And doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dnst from whence he sprung, la this quite true of all the minstrel race ? Would not the poet who had...

Robert Burns and Sir Walter Scott: Two Lives

James White - 1858 - 316 ページ
...appreciated by all: — 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...down To the vile dust from whence he sprung Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung. O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown...

Christian Pamphlets, 第 8 巻

1858 - 1094 ページ
...swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite his titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all...down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung." — Scott. Had there been no home for Washington to love, and in which was...

A Third Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts in Prose and Verse, for the Use ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 240 ページ
...no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish may claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf,...doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from which he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. SABBATH MORNING. — Grahame. The ploughboy's whistle...

Select English Poems: With Gaelic Translations, [arranged on Opposite Pages ...

1859 - 374 ページ
...own, my native land!" Whose heart has ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there...To the vile dust, from whence he sprung-, Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung, 0 Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath...

A new dictionary of quotations from the Greek, Latin, and modern languages ...

Greek - 1859 - 568 ページ
...him well : For him no minstrel raptures swell : High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless nis wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power,...down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung." SCOTT. " I travelled among unknown men In lands beyond the sea : Nor, England...

A Third[-fourth] Class Reader

George Stillman Hillard - 1859 - 236 ページ
...no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish may claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf,...doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from which he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. SAEEATH MORNING. — Grahame. The ploughboy's whistle...

Poems of Old Age

1861 - 144 ページ
...own, my native land ! ' Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home hia footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? " If such there...down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. " O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet muse for a poetic child ' Land of brown...

A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 ページ
...! " Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wand'ring on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, uuhonour'd, and unsung. Soon. <F migrant's Song. HOME of our hearts, our fathers' home ! Land of the...

Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862 - 626 ページ
...LOVE OF COUNTRY. BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Wrho never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within...and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Laud of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand...




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