Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven.
Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven.
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for read more
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for such a mind
Is soft contemplative, and kind.
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
In listening mood she seemed to stand,
The guardian Naiad of the strand.
In listening mood she seemed to stand,
The guardian Naiad of the strand.
