He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.
Walter ScottBreathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
Walter ScottHe that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.
Walter ScottBreathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
Walter Scott