Sir Walter Scott

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
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Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
And smooth his path from earth to heaven!

He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.

He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.

Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to read more

Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to thy rugged strand!

Necessity--thou best of peacemakers,
As well as surest prompter of invention.

Necessity--thou best of peacemakers,
As well as surest prompter of invention.