Sir Walter Scott

In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.

In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.

St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," read more

St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," he said,
"Whose image never may depart,
Deep graven on this grateful heart,
Till memory be dead."
. . . .
St. Leon paused, as if he would
Not breathe her name in careless mood
Thus lightly to another;
Then bent his noble head, as though
To give the word the reverence due,
And gently said, "My mother!"

If you live according to the requirements of nature, you will
never be in want; if according to the read more

If you live according to the requirements of nature, you will
never be in want; if according to the fashions of the world you
will never be rich.

My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
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The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.