Walter Scott on Birthday
1771–1832 Scotland
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Time rolls his ceaseless course.
The Lady of the Lake (1810)
Thus pleasures fade away;
Youth, talents, beauty, thus decay,
And leave us dark, forlorn, and gray.
Marmion (1808)
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 (1813)
On his bold visage middle age
Had slightly press'd its signet sage.
Lady of the Lake (1810)
O mother, mother, what is bliss?
O mother, what is bale?
Without my William what were heaven,
Or with him what were hell?