Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven.
Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven.
Forward and frolic glee was there,
The will to do, the soul to dare.
Forward and frolic glee was there,
The will to do, the soul to dare.
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.
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!
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
