And better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Methinks I will not die quite happy without having seen something of that Rome of which I have read so much. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
In listening mood she seemed to stand, The guardian Naiad of the strand. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Necessity--thou best of peacemakers, As well as surest prompter of invention. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of Lochinvar. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
True love's the gift which God has given to man alone beneath the heaven. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
"Charge, Chester, charge! on, Stanley, on!" Were the last words of Marmion. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
But search the land of living men, Where wilt thou find their like again? — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
When a man has not a good reason for doing a thing, he has one good reason for letting it alone. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it. — 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
