Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
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.
O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy read more
O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,
Land of the mountain and the flood,
Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band,
That knits me to thy rugged strand!
I do not sacrifice, but lend myself to business.
I do not sacrifice, but lend myself to business.
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.
As many servants so many enemies.
As many servants so many enemies.
