Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
He may as well not thank at all, who thanks when none are by.
He may as well not thank at all, who thanks when none are by.
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," read more
St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," he said,
"Whose image never may depart,
Deep graven on this grateful heart,
Till memory be dead."
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St. Leon paused, as if he would
Not breathe her name in careless mood
Thus lightly to another;
Then bent his noble head, as though
To give the word the reverence due,
And gently said, "My mother!"
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one read more
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one thing and think another!
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?