To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
WALTER SCOTTCome fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle your horses, and call up your men; Come open the West Port, and let me gang free, And it’s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!
More Walter Scott Quotes
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It is the privilege of tale-tellers to open their story in an inn, the free rendezvous of all travellers, and where the humour of each displays itself, without ceremony or restraint.
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Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.
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We are like the herb which flourisheth most when it is most trampled on.
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Those who are too idle to read, save for the purpose of amusement, may in these works acquire some acquaintance with history, which, however inaccurate, is better than none.
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I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!
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Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
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I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.
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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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There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
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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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Who, like ambition, lures men to their ruin.
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Come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last.
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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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He that climbs a ladder must begin at the first round.
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Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle your horses, and call up your men; Come open the West Port, and let me gang free, And it’s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!
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