By Lone St. Mary’s Silent Lake By Sir Walter Scott

By Lone St. Mary’s Silent Lake By Sir Walter Scott Thou know’st it well,—nor fen nor sedge Pollute the pure lake’s crystal edge; Abrupt and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land. Far in the mirror, bright and […]

Hunting Song By Sir Walter Scott

Hunting Song By Sir Walter Scott Waken, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day; All the jolly chase is here With hawk and horse and hunting-spear; Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they, ‘Waken, lords and ladies gay.’ Waken, lords and ladies gay, […]

Love Of Country By Sir Walter Scott

Love Of Country By Sir Walter Scott 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! If such there breathe, go, mark him […]

To A Lock Of Hair By Sir Walter Scott

To A Lock Of Hair By Sir Walter Scott THY hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright As in that well-remember’d night When first thy mystic braid was wove, And first my Agnes whisper’d love. Since then how often hast thou prest 5 The torrid zone of this wild breast, Whose wrath and hate have […]

The Rose By Sir Walter Scott

The Rose By Sir Walter Scott “The rose is fairest when ’tis budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears; The rose is sweetest wash’d with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalmed in tears. O wildling rose, whom fancy thus endears, I bid your blossoms in my bonnet wave, Emblem […]

Lullaby Of An Infant Chief By Sir Walter Scott

Lullaby Of An Infant Chief By Sir Walter Scott O, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, Thy mother a lady, both lovely and bright; The woods and the glens, from the towers which we see, They are all belonging, dear babie, to thee. O ho ro, i ri ri, cadul gu lo. […]

The Truth Of Woman By Sir Walter Scott

The Truth Of Woman By Sir Walter Scott Woman’s faith, and woman’s trust – Write the characters in the dust; Stamp them on the running stream, Print them on the moon’s pale beam, And each evanescent letter Shall be clearer, firmer, better, And more permanent, I ween, Than the thing those letters mean. I have […]