Sir Walter Scott

He may as well not thank at all, who thanks when none are by.

He may as well not thank at all, who thanks when none are by.

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.

'Tis an old tale, and often told;
But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne'er had been read more

'Tis an old tale, and often told;
But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne'er had been read, in story old,
Of maiden true betray'd for gold,
That loved, or was avenged, like me!

He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.

He, who will not pardon others, must not himself expect pardon.

England was merry England, when
Old Christmas brought his sports again.
'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale;
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England was merry England, when
Old Christmas brought his sports again.
'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale;
'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale;
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
The poor man's heart through half the year.