That day of wrath, that dreadful day. When heaven and earth shall pass away. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Spur not an unbroken horse; put not your plowshare too deep into new land. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Nor did I forget what is the natural pleasure of every man who has been a reader;… filling the shelves of a… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes front clay, Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay, Though… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Call it not vain: they do not err Who say that when the poet dies Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates… — 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
“The education of our hero, Edward Waverley, was of a nature somewhat desultory. In infancy his health suffered, or was supposed to… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“To augment their misery, a contagious disorder of a dangerous nature spread through the land; and, rendered more virulent by the uncleanness,… — 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
