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
horse white needs
Dear to me is my bonnie white steed; Oft has he helped me at pinch of need.
play knows
As good play for nothing, you know, as work for nothing.
pain light dazzle
Spangling the wave with lights as vain As pleasures in the vale of pain, That dazzle as they fade.
spring causes fierce
Contentions fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
christmas sports xmas
England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale; 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
pain angel light
O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
heart hands stout
Steady of heart and stout of hand.
pain suits vain
Lightly from fair to fair he flew, And loved to plead, lament, and sue; Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain, For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
country names feet
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
country hands land
Land of my sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand!
play jewels fairness
Fair play is a jewel.
summer kissing blue
The summer dawn's reflected hue To purple changed Lock Katrine blue, Mildly and soft the western breeze Just kiss'd the lake, just stirr'd the trees, And the pleased lake, like maiden coy, Trembled but dimpled not for joy.
mirth digestion meat
Meat eaten without either mirth or music is ill of digestion.
summer flower rose
The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And waves the bush, the flower is dry.