 | Curtis Hutson - Political Science - 2000 - 264 pages
...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...down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonor'd, and unsung. With manmade creeds forgotten, we find common ground in the sublime truth of... | |
 | Robert X. Leeds - American poetry - 1999 - 366 pages
...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...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung. Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. ON THE BAR-ROOM FLOOR H. Antoine D'Arcy 'Twas a balmy summer evening And a... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - Literary Collections - 2003 - 258 pages
...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...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung, O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - Poetry - 2007 - 778 pages
...with soul so dead 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...from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. SIR WALTER SCOTT SCOTTISH (1771-1832) The Battle of Blenheim IN TIME OF WAR It was a summer evening,... | |
 | Andrew Carnegie - Travel - 2005 - 433 pages
...class, with few exceptions, is "nothing to nobody." We can say of the average peer or aristocrat : "The wretch concentred all in self, Living shall forfeit...whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung." The few illustrious exceptions, all the more notable for their rarity, are wholly insufficient to redeem... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...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...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonor'd, and unsung. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Since then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns:... | |
 | Simon Dentith - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 10 pages
...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...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd and unsung. (p. 35) It is hard to distinguish this from die voice of Scott himself; it has... | |
 | Fiona J. Stafford - Literary Criticism - 2007 - 331 pages
...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...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. Richard Lovell Edgeworth used this passage to illustrate "The love of our country"... | |
 | 124 pages
...if you were gone. There is a place that you alone can fill. - Jacob Braude The wretch, concentrated all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And,...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. - Walter Scott, (The Lay of the Last Minstrel) 1 celebrate myself, and sing... | |
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As home his footsteps he hath turned 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... 
