Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Contentions fierce,
Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
Contentions fierce,
Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew.
A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew.
Busily engaged in doing nothing. [A squirrel in a cage.]
Busily engaged in doing nothing. [A squirrel in a cage.]
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of read more
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
