Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
Vengeance, deep-brooding o'er the slain, Had locked the source of softer woe, And burning pride and high disdain Forbade the read more
Vengeance, deep-brooding o'er the slain, Had locked the source of softer woe, And burning pride and high disdain Forbade the rising tear to flow
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for read more
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for such a mind
Is soft contemplative, and kind.
What skilful limner e'er would choose
To paint the rainbow's varying hues,
Unless to mortal it were read more
What skilful limner e'er would choose
To paint the rainbow's varying hues,
Unless to mortal it were given
To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?
