My Native Land Comments
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 burn'd,
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this is a poem my class is studying right now, but I have already learned it.
Learnt this poem as a school girl not knowing that years later it would ring so true..the pull of my native land gets stronger with the years.
Brilliant, what a superb poem. I have been away from Scotland for over 40 years and will never forget where I came from.
'Beneath the veneer of armor of every Warrior, Beats the Heart of a true Romantic.' HRL
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Burn'd, Turn'd Words like these are pronounced Burned, Turned