Tag: Sir Walter Scott

Spur not an unbroken horse; put not your ploughshare too deep into new land.

Sir Walter Scott

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!

Sir Walter Scott

Ridicule, the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which, from its predominance over such minds, often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.

Sir Walter Scott

Bluid is thicker than water.

Sir Walter Scott

There is a southern proverb—fine words butter no parsnips.

Sir Walter Scott

But mankind—the race would perish did they cease to aid each other.—From the time that the mother binds the child’s head, till the moment that some kind assistant wipes the death-damp from the brow of the dying, we cannot exist without mutual help. All, therefore, that need aid, have the right to ask it of their fellow-mortals; no one who has the power of granting can refuse it without guilt.

Sir Walter Scott

Just at the age ‘twixt boy and youth,

When thought is speech, and speech is truth.

Sir Walter Scott

True love’s the gift which God has given

To man alone beneath the heaven:

It is not fantasy’s hot fire,

Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly;

It liveth not in fierce desire,

With dead desire it doth not die;

It is the secret sympathy,

The silver link, the silken tie,

Which heart to heart, and mind to mind

In body and in soul can bind.

Sir Walter Scott

To all, to each, a fair good-night,

And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light!

Sir Walter Scott

Revenge—the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell!

Sir Walter Scott