|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Sir Walter Scott. (17711832) (continued)|
|Fantastic as a womans mood,|
And fierce as Frenzys feverd blood.
Thou many-headed monster 1 thing,
Oh who would wish to be thy king!
| Lady of the Lake. Canto v. Stanza 30.|
| Where, where was Roderick then?|
One blast upon his bugle horn
Were worth a thousand men.
| Lady of the Lake. Canto vi. Stanza 18.|
| In mans most dark extremity|
Oft succour dawns from Heaven.
| Lord of the Isles. Canto i. Stanza 20.|
| Spangling the wave with lights as vain|
As pleasures in the vale of pain,
That dazzle as they fade.
| Lord of the Isles. Canto i. Stanza 23.|
| Oh, many a shaft at random sent|
Finds mark the archer little meant!
And many a word at random spoken
May soothe, or wound, a heart that s broken!
| Lord of the Isles. Canto v. Stanza 18.|
| Where lives the man that has not tried|
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into sin!
| Bridal of Triermain. Canto i. Stanza 21.|
| Still are the thoughts to memory dear.|
| Rokeby. Canto i. Stanza 32.|
| A mothers pride, a fathers joy.|
| Rokeby. Canto iii. Stanza 15.|
| Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair,|
And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
Would grace a summers queen.
| Rokeby. Canto iii. Stanza 16.|
| Thus aged men, full loth and slow,|
The vanities of life forego,
And count their youthful follies oer,
Till Memory lends her light no more.
| Rokeby. Canto v. Stanza 1.|