What did Walter Scott mean by: In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war’s rattle With groans of the dying. - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland Copy
+ November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Walter Scott, Sky, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ Every hour has its end. Feraz Zeid, June 8, 2023December 12, 2023, Walter Scott, End, Hours, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt. Feraz Zeid, September 29, 2023December 26, 2023, Walter Scott, Matrimony, Responsibility, Snow, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Walter Scott, Cheer, Christmas, Xmas, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ My hope, my heaven, my trust must be, My gentle guide, in following thee. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Walter Scott, Guides, Heaven, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ Look at a gown of gold, and you will at least get a sleeve of it. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Walter Scott, Gold, Gowns, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ Hurry no man’s cattle; you may come to own a donkey yourself Feraz Zeid, October 25, 2023December 26, 2023, Walter Scott, Donkey, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
+ But with morning cool repentance came. Feraz Zeid, October 21, 2023December 26, 2023, Walter Scott, Forgiveness, Morning, Repentance, 0 - Walter Scott Writer · Scotland
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I won’t undertake war until I have tried all the arts and means of peace. - François Rabelais Author · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Everyone, when there’s war in the air, learns to live in a new element: falsehood. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, the fiercest hatred is silent. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is the people who have no say in making wars who suffer from the consequences of them. - Jean Plaidy Author · England
