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Bartlett's Familiar Quotations

A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature


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Author: Sir Walter Scott
Such is the custom of Branksome Hall.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto i. Stanza 7.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
If thou would’st view fair Melrose aright,
Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
O fading honours of the dead!
O high ambition, lowly laid!
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 10.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
I was not always a man of woe.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 12.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as ’t was said to me.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 22.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
In peace, Love tunes the shepherd’s reed;
In war, he mounts the warrior’s steed;
In halls, in gay attire is seen;
In hamlets, dances on the green.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove,
And men below and saints above;
For l
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iii. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Her blue eyes sought the west afar,
For lovers love the western star.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iii. Stanza 24.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Along thy wild and willow’d shore.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iv. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Ne’er
Was flattery lost on poet’s ear;
A simple race! they waste their toil
For the vain tribute of a smile.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iv. Stanza 35.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Call it not vain: they do not err
Who say that when the poet dies
Mute Nature mourns her worshipper,
And celebrates his obsequies.
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto v. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
True love ’s the gift which God has given
To man alone beneath the heaven:
  It is not fantasy’s hot fire,
    Whose wishes soon as granted fly;
  It liveth not in fierce desire,
  
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto v. Stanza 13.

Author: 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
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto vi. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy wood;
Land of the mountain and the flood!
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto vi. Stanza 2.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Profan’d the God-given strength, and marr’d the lofty line.
Marmion. Introduction to Canto i.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Just at the age ’twixt boy and youth,
When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
Marmion. Introduction to Canto ii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
When, musing on companions gone,
We doubly feel ourselves alone.
Marmion. Introduction to Canto ii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
’T is an old tale and often told;
  But did my fate and wish agree,
Ne’er had been read, in story old,
Of maiden true betray’d for gold,
  That loved, or was avenged, like me.
Marmion. Canto ii. Stanza 27.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
When Prussia hurried to the field,
And snatch’d the spear, but left the shield.
Marmion. Introduction to Canto iii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
In the lost battle,
  Borne down by the flying,
Where mingles war’s rattle
  With groans of the dying.
Marmion. Canto iii. Stanza 11.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Where ’s the coward that would not dare
  To fight for such a land?
Marmion. Canto iv. Stanza 30.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Lightly from fair to fair he flew,
And loved to plead, lament, and sue;
Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain,
For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
Marmion. Canto v. Stanza 9.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye.
Marmion. Canto v. Stanza 12.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
But woe awaits a country when
She sees the tears of bearded men.
Marmion. Canto v. Stanza 16.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
And dar’st thou then
To beard the lion in his den,
  The Douglas in his hall?
Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 14.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Oh what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 17.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
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. Stanza 30.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
“Charge, Chester, charge! on, Stanley, on!”
Were the last words of Marmion.
Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 32.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Oh for a blast of that dread horn
Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 33.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
To all, to each! a fair good-night,
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
L’Envoy. To the Reader.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
In listening mood she seemed to stand,
The guardian Naiad of the strand.
Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 17.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
And ne’er did Grecian chisel trace
A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace
Of finer form or lovelier face.
Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 18.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne’er from the heath-flower dash’d the dew.
Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 18.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
On his bold visage middle age
Had slightly press’d its signet sage,
Yet had not quench’d the open truth
And fiery vehemence of youth:
Forward and frolic glee was there,
The will to do, the soul to dare.
Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 21.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,
Morn of toil nor night of waking.
Lady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 31.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Hail to the chief who in triumph advances!
Lady of the Lake. Canto ii. Stanza 19.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Some feelings are to mortals given
With less of earth in them than heaven.
Lady of the Lake. Canto ii. Stanza 22.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Lady of the Lake. Canto iii. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Like the dew on the mountain,
  Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
  Thou art gone, and forever!
Lady of the Lake. Canto iii. Stanza 16.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
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.
Lady of the Lake. Canto iv. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Art thou a friend to Roderick?
Lady of the Lake. Canto iv. Stanza 30.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Come one, come all! this rock shall fly
From its firm base as soon as I.
Lady of the Lake. Canto v. Stanza 10.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
And the stern joy which warriors feel
In foemen worthy of their steel.
Lady of the Lake. Canto v. Stanza 10.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Who o’er the herd would wish to reign,
Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain!
Vain as the leaf upon the stream,
And fickle as a changeful dream;
Fantastic as a woman’s mood,
And fierce as Frenzy’s fever’d blood.
Thou ma
Lady of the Lake. Canto v. Stanza 30.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
  Where, where was Roderick then?
One blast upon his bugle horn
  Were worth a thousand men.
Lady of the Lake. Canto vi. Stanza 18.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
In man’s most dark extremity
Oft succour dawns from Heaven.
Lord of the Isles. Canto i. Stanza 20.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Spangling the wave with lights as vain
As pleasures in the vale of pain,
  That dazzle as they fade.
Lord of the Isles. Canto i. Stanza 23.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Oh, many a shaft at random sent
Finds mark the archer little meant!
And many a word at random spoken
May soothe, or wound, a heart that ’s broken!
Lord of the Isles. Canto v. Stanza 18.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Where lives the man that has not tried
How mirth can into folly glide,
  And folly into sin!
Bridal of Triermain. Canto i. Stanza 21.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Still are the thoughts to memory dear.
Rokeby. Canto i. Stanza 32.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
A mother’s pride, a father’s joy.
Rokeby. Canto iii. Stanza 15.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair,
  And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
  Would grace a summer’s queen.
Rokeby. Canto iii. Stanza 16.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Thus aged men, full loth and slow,
The vanities of life forego,
And count their youthful follies o’er,
Till Memory lends her light no more.
Rokeby. Canto v. Stanza 1.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
No pale gradations quench his ray,
No twilight dews his wrath allay.
Rokeby. Canto vi. Stana 21.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Come as the winds come, when
  Forests are rended;
Come as the waves come, when
  Navies are stranded.
Pibroch of Donald Dhu.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.
Guy Mannering. Chap. xxxvii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Bluid is thicker than water.
Guy Mannering. Chap. xxxviii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
It ’s no fish ye ’re buying, it ’s men’s lives.
The Antiquary. Chap. xi.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
When Israel, of the Lord belov’d,
  Out of the land of bondage came,
Her fathers’ God before her mov’d,
  An awful guide in smoke and flame.
Ivanhoe. Chap. xxxix.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Sea of upturned faces.
Rob Roy. Chap. xx.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
There ’s a gude time coming.
Rob Roy. Chap. xxxii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
Rob Roy. Chap. xxxiv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Scared out of his seven senses.
Rob Roy. Chap. xxxiv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
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. Chap. xxxiv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
Answer to the Author of Waverley to the Letter of Captain Clutterbuck. The Monas

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
The Monastery. Chap. xii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
And better had they ne’er been born,
Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
The Monastery. Chap. xii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
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. Chap. iv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Widowed wife and wedded maid.
The Betrothed. Chap. xv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Woman’s faith and woman’s trust,
Write the characters in dust.
The Betrothed. Chap. xx.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.
The Betrothed. Chap. xxviii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
But with the morning cool reflection came.
Chronicles of the Canongate. Chap. iv.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?
Woodstock. Chap. xxxvii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.
The Talisman. Introduction.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Rouse the lion from his lair.
The Talisman. Chap. vi.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Jock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be aye sticking in a tree; it will be growing, Jock, when ye ’re sleeping.
The Heart of Midlothian. Chap. viii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Fat, fair, and forty.
St. Ronan’s Well. Chap. vii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
“Lambe them, lads! lambe them!” a cant phrase of the time derived from the fate of Dr. Lambe, an astrologer and quack, who was knocked on the head by the rabble in Charles the First’s time.
Peveril of the Peak. Chap. xlii.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.
Life of Napoleon.

Author: Sir Walter Scott
The sun never sets on the immense empire of Charles V.
Life of Napoleon.



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