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Walter Scott
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Walter Scott
Age: 61 †
Born: 1771
Born: August 15
Died: 1832
Died: September 21
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Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.
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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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Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
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To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.
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The man who is deserving the name is the one whose thoughts and exertions are for others rather than for himself.
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Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again but if once cracked can never be repaired.
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As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
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Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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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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Where, where was Roderick then? One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men.
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Some touch of Nature's genial glow.
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Come forth, old man,--thy daughter's side Is now the fitting place for thee: When time has quell'd the oak's bold pride, The youthful tendril yet may hide, The ruins of the parent tree.
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Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds the far billow, Where early violets die, Under the willow.
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I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.
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In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed In war, he mounts the warrior's steed In halls, in gay attire is seen In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
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The most learned, acute, and diligent student cannot, in the longest life, obtain an entire knowledge of this one volume.
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Fight on, brave knights! Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on death is better than defeat! Fight on brave knights! for bright eyes behold your deeds!
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