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...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, " Prom wandering on a foreign strand ! " If such there breathe, go mark him well ; " For him no minstrel...

...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, message addressed to them ; outer wraps were thrown aside, and an elegant dress of the purest fabric,...

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...with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, " This is my 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 ? SCOTT. IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. III. W5? LONDON: PRINTED FOR GALE AND FENNER, PA TERN O3T E K-HO W,...

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...the man, with soul BO 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 ! Lay nf Ilif Larf Maulrrl. BREATHES there a wretch so lost to fame, Whose bosom throbs not at his...

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