I did not myself set a high estimation on wealth, and had the affectation of most young men of lively imagination, who… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Alas!... what is it, valiant knight, save an offering of sacrifice to a demon of vain glory, and a passing through the… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
He hath a share of man's intelligence, but no share of man's falsehood. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale; 'Twas Christmas told the merriest… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven. It is the secret sympathy, The silver link,… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Those who follow the banners oreason are like the well-disciplined battalions which, wearing a more sober uniform and making a less dazzling… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
He who indulges his sense in any excesses renders himself obnoxious to his own reason; and, to gratify the brute in him,… — 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
