In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“...[T]hou knowest not the heart of woman... [N]ot in thy fiercest battles hast thou displayed more of thy vaunted courage than has… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“God of Jacob! it is the meeting of two fierce tides - the conflict of two oceans moved by adverse winds!” — 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
“Meantime the clang of the bows and the shouts of the combatants mixed fearfully with the sound of the trumpets, and drowned… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
A ruin should always be protected but never repaired - thus may we witness full the lingering legacies of the past. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Dream of battled fields no more. Days of danger, nights… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like young Lochinvar. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying. — 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
“Great God! hast Thou given men Thine own image that it should be thus cruelly defaced by the hands of their brethren!” — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife, and carnage drear, Of Flodden's fatal field, When shiver'd was… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar? — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Let him who will not proffer’d peace receive, Be sated with the plagues which war can give: And well thy hatred of… — 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
