Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
WALTER SCOTTTeach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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I like a highland friend who will stand by me not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.
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It is only when I dally with what I am about, look back and aside, instead of keeping my eyes straight forward, that I feel these cold sinkings of the heart.
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Many a law, many a commandment have I broken, but my word never.
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I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom, he said to himself, but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it.
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Cats are a very mysterious kind of folk. There is always more passing in their minds than we are aware of.
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And better had they ne’er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
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Steady of heart and stout of hand.
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If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
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Heaven know its time; the bullet has its billet.
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Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
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The half hour between waking and rising has all my life proved propitious to any task which was exercising my invention… It was always when I first opened my eyes that the desired ideas thronged upon me.
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Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.
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Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
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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.
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