I have written a Poem in celebration of Sir Walter Scott, called Lift Off.
A stone rocket sits on Princes st, it hasn't moved for years.
Its fuel used up many years ago, in the writing of great man who sits beneath it.Taking us all on a journey, fixed both in history and in the work of the readers and writers who followed. It has reached its destination.Imagination, set in stone, for all to see.
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.