Sir Walter Scott

(1771-1832 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Sir Walter Scott Poems

121. Rosabelle 1/3/2003
122. Bonny Dundee 1/3/2003
123. County Guy 1/3/2003
124. Ancient Gaelic Melody 4/2/2010
125. Datur Hora Quieti 12/31/2002
126. Harp Of The North, Farewell! 1/3/2003
127. Brignall Banks 1/3/2003
128. Bonaparte 4/2/2010
129. On Tweed River 4/2/2010
130. Death Chant 4/2/2010
131. Patriotism 01 Innominatus 1/1/2004
132. The Lady Of The Lake: Canto 1 (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
133. Love 4/2/2010
134. Country Guy 12/31/2002
135. Coronach 12/31/2002
136. It Was An English Ladye Bright 12/31/2002
137. Hunter's Song 1/3/2003
138. Sound, Sound The Clarion 12/31/2002
139. A Serenade 1/3/2003
140. Lullaby Of An Infant Chief 1/3/2003
141. Breathes There The Man... From The Lay Of The Last Minstrel 4/2/2010
142. Lucy Ashton's Song 1/3/2003
143. To A Lock Of Hair 12/31/2002
144. Hunting Song 4/2/2010
145. An Hour With Thee 4/2/2010
146. Border Ballad 1/3/2003
147. Macgregor's Gathering 1/3/2003
148. The Truth Of Woman 12/31/2002
149. My Native Land 12/31/2002
150. Lochinvar 12/31/2002
151. Answer 12/31/2002

Comments about Sir Walter Scott

  • Will B Will B (1/24/2012 2:51:00 PM)

    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.

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Best Poem of Sir Walter Scott

Answer

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.

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Country Guy

Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh,
The sun has left the lea,
The orange flower perfumes the bower,
The breeze is on the sea.
The lark his lay who thrill'd all day
Sits hush'd his partner nigh:
Breeze, bird, and flower confess the hour,
But where is County Guy?

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