"This is my own, my native land!"

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.

My Native Land - Sir Walter Scott

I must be feeling (albeit subconsciously) a little patriotic today as I went into a sort of plaid overload mode...


Hand tie-dyed multi-plaid skirt - Burfitt, denim jacket - Gap, plaid scarf - vintage, lamé leggings - American Apparel, suede ankle boots


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  • Najeema said...
    6:07 PM
    I love the skirt- very creative!

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