Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
After a bad harvest sow again. [Yield not to difficulties.]
After a bad harvest sow again. [Yield not to difficulties.]
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.
It is equally a fault to believe all men or to believe none.
It is equally a fault to believe all men or to believe none.
