 | 1867 - 738 стор.
...I suppose, turned a little pale, but plunged on — " Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on...strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well." By this time the men were all beside themselves, wishing there was any way to make him turn over two... | |
 | Albert Fenton - 1839 - 364 стор.
...felt to his very heart's core the power and the spirit of Moore's beautiful address to that planet ? " If such there breathe, go mark him well, For him no minstrel raptures swell." The following is the passage alluded to. I make no apology for quoting it. " Sweet Moon ! If, like... | |
 | 1839 - 842 стор.
...to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land — Whose heart has no'er within him burned, Aa home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand." Yes, sir, there are men who seem utterly incapable of any approach towards such sacred emotions, and... | |
 | Mary Ashdowne - 1839 - 328 стор.
...As home his footsteps he has 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 title, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf,... | |
 | 1840 - 378 стор.
...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there...proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 848 стор.
...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him bum'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there...proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 стор.
...land ?" 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 him well ; For him no minstrel-raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can... | |
 | Samuel Church - 1842 - 104 стор.
...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native !and ? If such there be, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell....proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite his titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentered all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair... | |
 | William Erigena Robinson - 1842 - 76 стор.
...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 1 If such there breathe, go mark him well, For him no minstrel's raptures swell. High though his titles,... | |
 | 1843 - 350 стор.
...— my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there...his name, Boundless his wealth, as wish can claim •, Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit... | |
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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 ? If such there breathe, go... 
