Sir Walter Scott

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry read more

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

Let him who has granted a favour speak not of it; let him who has
received one, proclaim it.

Let him who has granted a favour speak not of it; let him who has
received one, proclaim it.

Ambition breaks the ties of blood, and forgets the obligations of gratitude.

Ambition breaks the ties of blood, and forgets the obligations of gratitude.

Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to read more

Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to thy rugged strand!

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

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