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!
A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew.
A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew.
High minds, of native pride and force,
Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
Fear, for their scourge, read more
High minds, of native pride and force,
Most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse;
Fear, for their scourge, means villains have,
Thou art the torturer of the brave!
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
Let him who has granted a favour speak not of it; let him who has
received one, proclaim it.
Let him who has granted a favour speak not of it; let him who has
received one, proclaim it.
