And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel.
Sir Walter Scott (1771 - 1832)
Source: Lady of the Lake. 1810, Canto v. Stanza 10.
Contributed by: Zaady
No pale gradations quench his ray, No twilight dews his wrath allay.
Source: Rokeby. Canto vi. Stana 21.
As old as the hills
Source: The Monastery. 1820, Chap. ix.
But patience, cousin, and shuffle the cards Till our hand is a stronger one.
Source: Quentin Durward. 1823, Chap. viii.
For ne'er was lost on poet's ear: A simple race! They waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile.
Source: The Lay of the Last Minstrel, 1805, Canto v. Stanza 1.
Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel.
Source: Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 21.
The rose is fairest when 't is 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 embalm'd in tears.
Source: Lady of the Lake. 1810, Canto iv. Stanza 1.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
Source: The Lady of the Lake, 1810
Rouse the lion from his lair.
Source: The Talisman. 1825, Chap. vi.
Scared out of his seven senses.
Source: Rob Roy. Chap. xxxiv.
Copyright © 2014 Gaiam, Inc.