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
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winning hands mind
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe! for such a mind Is soft contemplative, and kind.
art mean pride
High minds, of native pride and force, Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse; Fear, for their scourge, means villains have, Thou art the torturer of the brave!
sky names voice
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 them fly, Thy arm directs those lightnings through the sky. Then let the good Thy mighty name revere, And hardened sinners Thy just vengeance fear.
caring worry way
Many of our cares are but a morbid way of looking at our privileges
eye fighting men
Fight on, brave knights! Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on; death is better than defeat! Fight on brave knights! for bright eyes behold your deeds!
art children garden
Nothing is more the child of art than a garden.
christmas xmas cheer
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
inspiration actors barns
If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.
dog toil deceit
Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a nature noble and incapable of deceit.
real danger valor
Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.
gay thinking clouds
We often praise the evening clouds, And tints so gay and bold, But seldom think upon our God, Who tinged these clouds with gold.
cat mysterious kind
Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.
blessed sleep night
Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.