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
wrath heaven passing-away
That day of wrath, that dreadful day. When heaven and earth shall pass away.
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.
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!
love war knights
So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like young Lochinvar.
love lord stills
For Love will still be lord of all.
love war fairs
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of Lochinvar.
children land nurse
O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood; Land of the mountain and the flood!
country heart boys
Independently of the curious circumstance that such tales should be found existing in very different countries and languages, which augurs a greater poverty of human invention than we would have expected, there is also a sort of wild fairy interest in them, which makes me think them fully better adapted to awaken the imagination and soften the heart of childhood than the good-boy stories which have been in later years composed for them.
dragons saint-george england
Saint George and the Dragon!-Bonny Saint George for Merry England!-The castle is won!
real people mind
What a strange scene if the surge of conversation could suddenly ebb like the tide, and show us the real state of people's minds.
eye heart hands
Vacant heart, and hand, and eye, Easy live and quiet die.
rainbow heaven dip
What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?
grain spills covetousness
Covetousness bursts the sack and spills the grain.
country color glory
Stood for his country's glory fast, And nailed her colors to the mast!