What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?
Walter ScottBlessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Walter ScottDo not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
Walter ScottAll men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.
Walter Scott