...own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him hurn'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...

...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 I stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown...

...him wellj For him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though bis titles, proud his name, Boundless nie wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power,...whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung. П. О Caledonia! stem and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,...

...minstrel raptures swell j High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim j Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch,...down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored and unsung." It might at first seem that patriotism, which implies a preference of one country...

...there breathe, go, mark him well — For him no minstrel's raptures swell ; High though his title, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;...whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung. NATURE MOURNING FOR POETS. Call it not vain — they do not err Who say, that when the poet dies, Mute...

...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. Vol. II.— T Oh Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child...

...own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him bum'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, ng this voice proclaiming this summons, thought marvel...be, cried on his servant to bring him his purse; Deloraine, who, roused from his bed of sickness, rushes into the lists, and apostrophizes his fallen...

...though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, pow'r, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living...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...

...— 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...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...

...[Loi* of Country.'} Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is hambers 0 Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,...