Walter Scott
Walter Scott
Sir Walter Scott, 1st Baronet, FRSEwas a Scottish historical novelist, playwright and poet with many contemporary readers in Europe, Australia, and North America...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth15 August 1771
life men land
But search the land of living men, Where wilt thou find their like again?
life memories men
Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her light no more.
love rivers said
He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."
love war fairs
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of Lochinvar.
time fate drs
"Lambe them, lads! lambe them!" a cant phrase of the time derived from the fate of Dr. Lambe, an astrologer and quack, who was knocked on the head by the rabble in Charles the First's time.
heaven feelings earth
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
love lord stills
For Love will still be lord of all.
love war knights
So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like young Lochinvar.
dream kings blood
Who o'er the herd would wish to reign, Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain! Vain as the leaf upon the stream, And fickle as a changeful dream; Fantastic as a woman's mood, And fierce as Frenzy's fever'd blood. Thou many-headed monster thing, Oh who would wish to be thy king!
wind long way
The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.
wrath heaven passing-away
That day of wrath, that dreadful day. When heaven and earth shall pass away.
doe information matter
The pith of conversation does not consist in exhibiting your own superior knowledge on matters of small consequence, but in enlarging, improving and correcting the information you possess by the authority of others.
dance war lord
O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
adversity
Adversity is, to me at least, a tonic and a bracer.