Sir Walter Scott

Delightful praise!--like summer rose,
That brighter in the dew-drop glows,
The bashful maiden's cheek appear'd,
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Delightful praise!--like summer rose,
That brighter in the dew-drop glows,
The bashful maiden's cheek appear'd,
For Douglas spoke, and Malcolm heard.

'Tis an old tale, and often told;
But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne'er had been read more

'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!

Do you desire not to be angry? Be not inquisitive. He who
inquires what is said of him only read more

Do you desire not to be angry? Be not inquisitive. He who
inquires what is said of him only works out his own misery.

He who boasts of his pedigree praises that which does not belong
to him.

He who boasts of his pedigree praises that which does not belong
to him.

Extreme remedies are never the first to be resorted to.

Extreme remedies are never the first to be resorted to.