The Bijou;
or Annual of Literature and the Arts
compiled by William Fraser
London: William Pickering,
1828
pp. pp. 318-319
Our Native Land1 | 1 |
Moriens dulces reminiscitur Argos. | 2 |
The halo round the Seraph's head | 3 |
Too purified for thing of Earth, | 4 |
Is not more beautifully bright | 5 |
Than that celestial zone oflight, | 6 |
Which Nature's magic hand haath shed | 7 |
Around the land which gave us birth. | 8 |
Yes! partial clans, in every clime, | 24 |
Since first commenced the march of Time, | 25 |
Where'er they rest — there'er they roam — | 26 |
All unforgot, | 27 |
Have still a spot | 28 |
Which Memory loves, and heart calls — home! | 29 |
From where Antarctic oceans roar | 30 |
Round Patadonia's mountain shore; | 31 |
To where grim Hecla's cone aspires, | 32 |
With sides of snow, and throat of fires! | 33 |
1. [Note to "Our Native Land":] A poem identical to this one appears in the 1852 Poetical Works by David Macbeth Moir. [Poetess Archive Editor.] Back