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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? "
The Jones Readers by Grades: Book one-[eight] - หน้า 272
โดย Lewis Henry Jones - 1904
มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้

The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1805 - 334 หน้า
...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; x High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, เล่มที่ 3

Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - 788 หน้า
...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...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...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, เล่มที่ 3

David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher - 1806 - 788 หน้า
...the man, with «oui so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own my native land ! Wbose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps...strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well i For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth...

The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners: With Strictures ..., เล่มที่ 22

1806 - 448 หน้า
...deid, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! \V hose heart hath ne'er with'n him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned,...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...

The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, เล่มที่ 3

Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - 796 หน้า
...to himself hath said, This is my own my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, A» home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering...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...

Polyanthos, เล่มที่ 3

1806 - 310 หน้า
...there the man, with soul so dead, _ Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land I Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, ' As home...he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! Tf such there breathe, go mark him well j For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles,,...

Affection: With Other Poems

Henry Smithers - 1807 - 254 หน้า
...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 swell ; High though his titles, proud his name. Boundless his wealth...

Essays on Professional Education

Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1809 - 516 หน้า
...land ? Whose heart has ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he has tum'd, From wand'ring 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...

Inchiquin the Jesuit's Letters, During a Late Residence in the United States ...

Charles Jared Ingersoll - 1810 - 186 หน้า
...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...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...

The Lady's Miscellany, Or, Weekly Visitor, for the Use and ..., เล่มที่ 13

1811 - 432 หน้า
...there aman, with soul so dead. Who never, to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! XVhose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned. From wand'ring on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go mark him well ; For himno minstrel raptures...




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