O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Walter ScottReal valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.
Walter ScottThe summer dawn's reflected hue To purple changed Lock Katrine blue, Mildly and soft the western breeze Just kiss'd the lake, just stirr'd the trees, And the pleased lake, like maiden coy, Trembled but dimpled not for joy.
Walter ScottThe man who is deserving the name is the one whose thoughts and exertions are for others rather than for himself.
Walter Scott