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Vacant heart and hand and eye, Easy live and quiet die.

By Sir Walter Scott
Then, wearied by the uncertainty and difficulties with which each scheme appeared to be attended, he bent up his mind to the strong effort of shaking off his love, like dew-drops from the lion's mane, and resuming those studies and that career of life which his unrequited affection had so long and so fruitlessly interrupted. In this last resolution he endeavoured to fortify himself by every argument which pride, as well as reason, could suggest.

By Sir Walter Scott
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.

By Sir Walter Scott
I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as 'twas said to me.

By Sir Walter Scott
Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonor'd, and unsung.

By Sir Walter Scott
Sordid selfishness doth contract and narrow our benevolence, and cause us, like serpents, to infold ourselves within ourselves, and to turn out our stings to the entire world besides.

By Sir Walter Scott
Ridicule often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.

By Sir Walter Scott
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land!

By Sir Walter Scott
Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.

By Sir Walter Scott
But with morning cool repentance came.

By Sir Walter Scott
To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.

By Sir Walter Scott
Death -- the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

By Sir Walter Scott
Is death the last step? No, it is the final awakening.

By Sir Walter Scott
Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.

By Sir Walter Scott
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.

By Sir Walter Scott
We shall never learn to feel and respect our real calling and destiny, unless we have taught ourselves to consider everything as moonshine, compared with the education of the heart.

By Sir Walter Scott
Too much rest is rust.

By Sir Walter Scott
To all, to each, a fair good night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

By Sir Walter Scott
To all, to each, a fair good night,
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

By Sir Walter Scott
To be always intending to live a new life, but never find time to set about it - this is as if a man should put off eating and drinking from one day to another till he be starved and destroyed.

By Sir Walter Scott
The will to do, the soul to dare.

By Sir Walter Scott
Oh, the tangled webs we weave When we practice to deceive.

By Sir Walter Scott
Oh what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!

By Sir Walter Scott
Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive

By Sir Walter Scott
Oh, what tangled webs we weave, When we first practice to deceive.

By Sir Walter Scott
O many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken

By Sir Walter Scott
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

By Sir Walter Scott
Look back, and smile on perils past.

By Sir Walter Scott
He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit.

By Sir Walter Scott
And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but death who comes at last.

By Sir Walter Scott