Walter Scott Quotes
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Her blue eyes sought the west afar,For lovers love the western star.
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If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
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Oh for a blast of that dread horn on Fontarabian echoes borne!
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Oh, poverty parts good company.
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Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,Come saddle your horses, and call up your men;Come open the West Port, and let me gang free,And it's room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!
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Randolph, thy wreath has lost a rose.
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And come he slow, or come he fast,It is but Death who comes at last.
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War's a fearsome thing. They'll be cunning that catches me at this wark again.
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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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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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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!
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So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
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Women are but the toys which amuse our lighter hours-ambition is the serious business of life.
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Sea of upturned faces.
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If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
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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.
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Vacant heart, and hand, and eye,Easy live and quiet die.
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For ne'erWas flattery lost on poet's ear:A simple race! they waste their toilFor the vain tribute of a smile.
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Like the dew on the mountain,Like the foam on the river,Like the bubble on the fountain,Thou art gone, and forever!
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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.
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What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?
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Faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.
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And darest thou thenTo beard the lion in his den,The Douglas in his hall?
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Time rolls his ceaseless course.