Sir Walter Scott ( 10 of 55 )
Every cock fights best on his own dunghill.
Every cock fights best on his own dunghill.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.
In man's most dark extremity
Oft succor dawns from Heaven.
Do what you should, not what you may.
Do what you should, not what you may.
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Concealed anger is to be feared; but hatred openly manifested
destroys its chance of revenge.
Concealed anger is to be feared; but hatred openly manifested
destroys its chance of revenge.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
