Sir Walter Scott

(1771-1832 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

My Native Land

Poem by Sir Walter Scott

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,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd
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 titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung.


Comments about My Native Land by Sir Walter Scott

  • sloth, mantis., sleepy head, skinny stick (9/24/2019 7:14:00 PM)

    this is a poem my class is studying right now, but I have already learned it.(Report)Reply

    myself(9/24/2019 7:16:00 PM)

    i'm just commenting on myself

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  • W. Wiley (3/29/2019 5:20:00 AM)

    Found this poem in 1888 north carolina history book recently.(Report)Reply

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  • Lyn Bayley (1/21/2019 8:25:00 AM)

    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.(Report)Reply

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  • tanmoy (6/20/2018 10:04:00 AM)

    awesome(Report)Reply

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  • Felix (6/10/2018 10:00:00 AM)

    Add a comment.you are awesome 🎓😀🗽🐕(Report)Reply

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  • sachin (1/30/2018 10:48:00 AM)

    Wow my dad sad(Report)Reply

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  • Bill Wright (9/5/2016 5:45:00 AM)

    Brilliant, what a superb poem. I have been away from Scotland for over 40 years and will never forget where I came from.(Report)Reply

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  • Holt Louque (6/29/2009 4:14:00 AM)

    'Beneath the veneer of armor of every Warrior,
    Beats the Heart of a true Romantic.'
    HRL(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002