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Oh for a blast of that dread horn on Fontarabian echoes borne!
Walter Scott -
War's a fearsome thing. They'll be cunning that catches me at this wark again.
Walter Scott
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Time will rust the sharpest sword,Time will consume the strongest cord;That which molders hemp and steel,Mortal arm and nerve must feel.
Walter Scott -
Sea of upturned faces.
Walter Scott -
And come he slow, or come he fast,It is but Death who comes at last.
Walter Scott -
Norman saw on English oak.On English neck a Norman yoke;Norman spoon to English dish,And England ruled as Normans wish;Blithe world in England never will be more,Till England's rid of all the four.
Walter Scott -
And darest thou thenTo beard the lion in his den,The Douglas in his hall?
Walter Scott -
In man's most dark extremityOft succour dawns from Heaven.
Walter Scott
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Oh, poverty parts good company.
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Come one, come all! This rock shall fly from its firm base as soon as I.
Walter Scott -
O Caledonia! stern and wild,Meet nurse for a poetic child!Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,Land of the mountain and the flood!
Walter Scott -
For ne'erWas flattery lost on poet's ear:A simple race! they waste their toilFor the vain tribute of a smile.
Walter Scott -
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,The sun has left the lea.The orange flower perfumes the bower,The breeze is on the sea.
Walter Scott -
If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
Walter Scott
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One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.
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The half hour between waking and rising has all my life proved propitious to any task which was exercising my invention... It was always when I first opened my eyes that the desired ideas thronged upon me.
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To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.
Walter Scott -
Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh,The sun has left the lea.
Walter Scott -
'T is an old tale and often told;But did my fate and wish agree,Ne'er had been read, in story old,Of maiden true betray'd for gold,That loved, or was avenged, like me.
Walter Scott -
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Walter Scott
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She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Walter Scott -
The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.
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Women are but the toys which amuse our lighter hours-ambition is the serious business of life.
Walter Scott -
He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.
Walter Scott