Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the read more
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou are gone, and for ever!
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.
O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy read more
O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,
Land of the mountain and the flood,
Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band,
That knits me to thy rugged strand!
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
