Sir Walter Scott

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
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The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.

Busily engaged in doing nothing. [A squirrel in a cage.]

Busily engaged in doing nothing. [A squirrel in a cage.]

Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
Happiest they of human race,
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Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
Happiest they of human race,
To whom God has granted grace
To read, to fear, to hope, to pray,
To lift the latch, and force the way:
And better had they ne'er been born,
Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.

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!

He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before any cause
for sorrow has arisen.

He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before any cause
for sorrow has arisen.