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Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)

Prolific Scottish historical novelist and poet popular throughout Europe during his time.
Walter Scott
Oh, Brignal banks are wild and fair,
And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
Would grace a summer's queen.
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Vacant heart, and hand, and eye,
Easy live and quiet die.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honour or observation.

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If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,
Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
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The wind breath'd soft as lover's sigh,
And, oft renew'd, seem'd oft to die,
With breathless pause between,
O who, with speech of war and woes,
Would wish to break the soft repose
Of such enchanting scene!
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Some feelings are to mortals given
With less of earth in them than heaven;
And if there be a human tear
From passion's dross refined and clear,
A tear so limpid and so meek
It would not stain an angel's cheek,
'Tis that which pious fathers shed
Upon a duteous daughter's head!
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Stood for his country’s glory fast,
And nail’d her colours to the mast!
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And come he slow, or come he fast,
It is but Death who comes at last.
O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
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Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the West,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the best.
Walter Scott
And think'st thou, Scott! by vain conceit perchance,

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Call it not vain;—they do not err,
Who say, that when the Poet dies,
Mute Nature mourns her worshipper,
And celebrates his obsequies.
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On his bold visage middle age
Had slightly pressed its signet sage,
Yet had not quenched the open truth
And fiery vehemence of youth;
Forward and frolic glee was there,
The will to do, the soul to dare,
The sparkling glance, soon blown to fire,
Of hasty love or headlong ire.
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The stag at eve had drunk his fill,
Where danced the moon on Monan's rill,
And deep his midnight lair had made
In lone Glenartney's hazel shade.
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Jock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be ay sticking in a tree; it will be growing, Jock, when ye're sleeping.
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Come one, come all! this rock shall fly
From its firm base as soon as I.
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Respect was mingled with surprise,
And the stern joy which warriors feel
In foeman worthy of their steel.
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It's no fish ye're buying, it's men's lives.
Walter Scott
That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
What power shall be the sinner's stay?
How shall he meet that dreadful day?
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There is a southern proverb—fine words butter no parsnips.

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