John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Sir Walter Scott. (1771–1832) (continued) |
| 5164 |
| No pale gradations quench his ray, No twilight dews his wrath allay. |
| Rokeby. Canto vi. Stana 21. |
| 5165 |
| Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended; Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded. |
| Pibroch of Donald Dhu. |
| 5166 |
| 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. |
| 5167 |
| Bluid is thicker than water. 1 |
| Guy Mannering. Chap. xxxviii. |
| 5168 |
| It ’s no fish ye ’re buying, it ’s men’s lives. 2 |
| The Antiquary. Chap. xi. |
| 5169 |
| 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. |
| 5170 |
| Sea of upturned faces. 3 |
| Rob Roy. Chap. xx. |
| 5171 |
| There ’s a gude time coming. |
| Rob Roy. Chap. xxxii. |
| 5172 |
| My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor. |
| Rob Roy. Chap. xxxiv. |
| 5173 |
| Scared out of his seven senses. 4 |
| Rob Roy. Chap. xxxiv. |
| 5174 |
| 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. |
| Note 1. This proverb, so frequently ascribed to Scott, is a common proverb of the seventeenth century. It is found in Ray and other collections of proverbs. [back] |
| Note 2. It is not linen you ’re wearing out, But human creatures’s lives. Thomas Hood: Song of the Shirt. [back] |
| Note 3. Daniel Webster: Speech, Sept. 30, 1842. [back] |
| Note 4. Huzzaed out of my seven senses.—Spectator, No. 616, Nov. 5, 1774. [back] |