Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Well, then--our course is chosen--spread the sail--
Heave oft the lead, and mark the soundings well--
Look read more
Well, then--our course is chosen--spread the sail--
Heave oft the lead, and mark the soundings well--
Look to the helm, good master--many a shoal
Marks this stern coast, and rocks, where sits the Siren
Who, like ambition, lures men to their ruin.
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
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
It is equally a fault to believe all men or to believe none.
It is equally a fault to believe all men or to believe none.
An old man at school is a contemptible and ridiculous object.
An old man at school is a contemptible and ridiculous object.
