Saturday, March 7, 2009

Sir Walter Scott on Place










"Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself has 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, mark him well;
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though hs titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim --
Despite those titles, power and pelf,
The wretch concentered all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonored and unsung."

Sir Walter Scott
Photo Home Sweet Home courtesy of foreby

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