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Scottish novelist, poet and historian
(1771 - 1832)
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England was merry England, when
  Old Christmas brought his sports again.
    'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale;
      'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale;
        A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
          The poor man's heart through half the year.
      - Marmion (canto VI, introduction)

And dar'st thou then
  To beard the lion in his den,
    The Douglas in his hall?
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 14) [Daring]

O, what a tangled web we weave,
  When first we practise to deceive!
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 17)
        [Deceit : Proverbs]

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!
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 30) [Women]

"Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on!"
  Were the last words of Marmion.
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 32) [War]

With dying hand, above his head,
  He shook the fragment of his blade,
    And shouted "Victory!--
      Charge, Chester, charge! on Stanley, on!"
        Were the last words of Marmion.
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 32) [Victory]

Still from the sire the son shall hear
  Of the stern strife, and carnage drear,
    Of Flodden's fatal field,
      When shiver'd was fair Scotland's spear,
        And broken was her shield!
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 34) [War]

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?
      - Marmion (canto VI, st. 5) [Rainbows]

Vengeance to God alone belongs;
  But, when I think of all my wrongs
    My blood is liquid flame!
      - Marmion (canto Vi, st. 7) [Revenge]

Though varying wishes, hopes, and fears,
  Fever'd the progress of these years,
    Yet now, days, weeks, and months but seem
      The recollection of a dream.
      - Marmion (introduction to canto IV)

Profan'd the God-given strength, and marr'd the lofty line.
      - Marmion--Introduction (canto I) [Strength]

To all, to each! a fair good-night,
  And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
      - Marmion--L'Envoy--To the Reader
         (canto VI, last lines) [Night : Sleep]

Under the reign of the last Stuarts, there was an anxious wish on the part of Government to counteract, by every means in their power, the strict or puritanical spirit which had been the chief characteristic of the republican government, and to revive those feudal institutions which united the vassal to the liege lord, and both to the crown.
      - Old Mortality [Books (First Lines)]

Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
  To all the sensual world proclaim,
    One crowded hour of glorious life
      Is worth an age without a name.
      - Old Mortality
         (ch. XXXIV, introductory stanza with anonymous attribution),
        later discovered in "The Bee", Edinburgh, Oct. 12, 1791, said to be written by Major Mordaunt

Loud o'er my head though awful thunders roll,
  And vivid lightnings flash from pole to pole,
    Yet 'tis Thy voice, my God, that bids them fly,
      Thy arm directs those lightnings through the sky.
        Then let the good Thy mighty name revere,
          And hardened sinners Thy just vengeance fear.
      - On a Thunderstorm,
        written at the age of twelve, found in Lockhart's "Life of Scott", vol. I, ch. III

Contentions fierce,
  Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
      - Peveril of the Peak (ch. XL) [Contention]

Contentious fierce,
  Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
      - Peveril of the Peak (ch. XL) [Results]

Necessity--thou best of peacemakers,
  As well as surest prompter of invention.
      - Peveril of the Peak (heading of ch. XXVI)

Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,
  The sun has left the lea,
    The orange flower perfumes the bower,
      The breeze is on the sea.
      - Quentin Durward (ch. IV) [Twilight]

Tobacco's but an Indian weed,
  Grows green at morn, cut down at eve;
    It shows our decay, we are but clay.
      Think on this when you smoak Tobacco.
      - as quoted Rob Roy,
        first printed in "Wit and Mirth, or Pills to Purge Melancholy", vol. I, p. 315 (ed. 1707)

You have requested me, my dear friend, to bestow some of that leisure, with which Providence has blessed the decline of my life, in registering hazards and difficulties which attended its commencement.
      - Rob Roy [Books (First Lines)]

Welcome as the flowers in May.
      - Rob Roy (ch. VIII) [Welcome]

But with the morning cool repentance came.
      - Rob Roy (ch. XII) [Morning : Repentance]

Scared out of his seven senses.
      - Rob Roy (ch. XXIV) [Fear : Proverbs]

But there's a gude time coming.
      - Rob Roy (ch. XXXII) [Future]

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