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Literature is a great staff, but a very sorry crutch.
Walter Scott
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Walter Scott
Age: 61 †
Born: 1771
Born: August 15
Died: 1832
Died: September 21
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come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last
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Warriors! and where are warriors found, If not on martial Britain's ground? And who, when waked with note of fire, Love more than they the British lyre?
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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.
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Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
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England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
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Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
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Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonor'd, and unsung.
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'Tis an old tale, and often told But did my fate and wish agree, Ne'er had been read, in story old, Of maiden true betray'd for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me!
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Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there The primrose pale, and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower Fox-glove and nightshade, side by side, Emblems of punishment and pride, Group'd their dark hues with every stain The weather-beaten crags retain.
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Sensibility is nature's celestial spring.
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The rose is fairest when 't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
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It is more difficult to look upon victory than upon battle.
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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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Give me an honest laugher.
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The schoolmaster is termed, classically, Ludi Magister, because he deprives boys of their play.
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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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Earth walks on Earth, Glittering in gold Earth goes to Earth, Sooner than it wold Earth builds on Earth, Palaces and towers Earth says to Earth, Soon, all shall be ours.
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In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying.
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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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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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