Sir Walter Scott

It was an English ladye bright, (The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall,)And she would marry a Scottish knight, For Love will still be lord of all
Blithely they saw the rising sun When he shone fair on Carlisle wall;
But they were sad ere ...

"O hone a rie'
O hone a rie
"The pride of Albin's line is o'er,
And fall'n Glenartney's stateliest tree;

In peace,
Love tunes the shepherd’s reed;
In war, he mounts the warrior’s steed;
In halls, in gay attire is seen;

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Time rolls his ceaseless course
The race of yore,    Who danced our infancy upon their knee,
And told our marvelling boyhood legends store    Of their strange ventures happed by land or sea,

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While great events were on the gale,
And each hour brought a varying tale,
And the demeanour, changed and cold,

From a rude isle, his ruder lineage came
The spark, that, from a suburb hovel's hearth Ascending, wraps some capital in flame, Hath not a meaner or more sordid birth
And for the soul that bade him waste the earth— The sable land-flood fr...

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