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Born in August 15, 1771 / Died in September 21, 1832 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Sir Walter Scott

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A Serenade

... Breeze, bird, and flower confess the hour, ...

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Answer

... Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! ...

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Bonny Dundee

... And it’s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!’ Dundee he is mounted, he rides up the street, ...

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Border Ballad

... Come from the hills where your hirsels are grazing, ...

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Brignall Banks

... To reign his Queen of May! 'With burnish'd brand and musketoon ...

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Coronach

... To Duncan no morrow!The hand of the reaper ...

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County Guy

... The village maid steals through the shade, ...

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Datur Hora Quieti

... Now to their mates the wild swans row, ...

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Eleu Loro

... Eleu loro Never, O never! Where shall the traitor rest, ...

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Harp of the North, Farewell!

... — That I o’erlive such woes, Enchantress! is thine own ...

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Here’s a Health to King Charles

... And a health to King Charles! Let such honors abound ...

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Hunter's Song

... O so faithfully, faithfully! He had an eye, and he could heed, ...

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It Was an English Ladye Bright

... For Love was still the lord of all!He pierced her brother to the heart, ...

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Jock of Hazeldean

... The priest and bridegroom wait the bride, ...

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Lochinvar

... They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar ...