Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry read more
Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Where lives the man that has not tried,
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into read more
Where lives the man that has not tried,
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into sin!
He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.
He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
