If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once. Walter Scott More Quotes by Walter Scott More Quotes From Walter Scott But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men. Walter Scott tears men country Where, where was Roderick then? One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men. Walter Scott blast horns men Honour is a homicide and a bloodspiller, that gangs about making frays in the street; but Credit is a decent honest man, that sits at hame and makes the pat play. Walter Scott credit play men Where shall the lover rest, Walter Scott fate sound life So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like young Lochinvar. Walter Scott faith love war A Finnan haddock has a relish of a peculiar and delicate flavour, inimitable on any other coast than that of Aberdeenshire. Some of our Edinburgh philosophers tried to produce their equal in vain. I was one of a party at dinner where the philosophical haddocks were placed in competition with the genuine Finnan fish. These were served round without distinguishing whence they came; but only one gentleman out of twelve present espoused the cause of philosophy. Walter Scott philosophical party philosophy The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And waves the bush, the flower is dry. Walter Scott flower summer rose I did not myself set a high estimation on wealth, and had the affectation of most young men of lively imagination, who suppose that they can better dispense with the possession of money, than resign their time and faculties to the labour necessary to acquire it. Walter Scott wealth imagination men Now, it is well known, that a man may with more impunity be guilty of an actual breach either of real good breeding or of good morals, than appear ignorant of the most minute point of fashionable etiquette. Walter Scott ignorant real men "Lambe them, lads! lambe them!" a cant phrase of the time derived from the fate of Dr. Lambe, an astrologer and quack, who was knocked on the head by the rabble in Charles the First's time. Walter Scott fate drs time '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! Walter Scott fate revenge love Come one, come all! this rock shall fly Walter Scott firm rocks courage The sickening pang of hope deferr'd. Walter Scott hope Literature is a great staff, but a very sorry crutch. Walter Scott staff literature sorry And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears. Walter Scott tears love-is life In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; Walter Scott love peace life In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest, covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster. Walter Scott beautiful book lying Look at a gown of gold, and you will at least get a sleeve of it. Walter Scott gowns gold looks A rusty nail placed near a faithful compass, will sway it from the truth, and wreck the argosy. Walter Scott Ambition breaks the ties of blood, and forgets the obligations of gratitude. Walter Scott
