A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
WALTER SCOTTI will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!
More Walter Scott Quotes
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When true friends meet in adverse hour; ‘Tis like a sunbeam through a shower. A watery way an instant seen, The darkly closing clouds between.
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Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
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Look back, and smile on perils past.
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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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To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
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Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
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Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
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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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Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
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From my experience, not one in twenty marries the first love; we build statues of snow and weep to see them melt.
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Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.
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A sound head, an honest heart, and an humble spirit are the three best guides through time and to eternity.
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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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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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