High minds, of native pride and force, Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse; Fear, for their scourge, means villains have, Thou art… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Ridicule, the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which from its predominance over such minds, often… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
As hope and fear alternate chase Our course through life's uncertain race. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“This same library is my den — the only corner of the Hall-house where I am safe from my … cousins. They… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Love, to her ear, was but a name, Combin'd with vanity and shame; Her hopes, her fears, her joys, were all Bounded… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The rose is fairest when 't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. The rose is sweetest… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The Book of Books Within this ample volume lies The mystery of mysteries. Happiest they of human race To whom their God… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Though varying wishes, hopes, and fears, Fever'd the progress of these years, Yet now, days, weeks, and months but seem The recollection… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
A thousand fearful images and dire suggestions glance along the mind when it is moody and discontented with itself. Command them to… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Of all the train, none escaped except Wamba, who showed upon the occasion much more courage than those who pretended to greater sense.” — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
And better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland? — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Loud o'er my head though awful thunders roll, And vivid lightnings flash from pole to pole, Yet 'tis Thy voice, my God, that bids… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“but he had only received that sort of answer usually given by those who are more obstinate in following their own course, than strong… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, and men below, and the saints above, for love is heaven, and heaven is love. ” — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
