Sir Walter Scott

Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.

Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

Contentions fierce,
Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.

Contentions fierce,
Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.

Let ease and rest at times be given to the weary.

Let ease and rest at times be given to the weary.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!