Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

Quote by Sir Walter Scott

Topics: Christmas Quotes, Poems Quotes

Court not the critic's smile nor dread his frown

Court not the critic's smile nor dread his frown

Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.

Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.

If you have no friends to share or rejoice in your success in life --...

If you have no friends to share or rejoice in your success in life --...

Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties...

Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties...

Vengeance, deep-brooding o'er the slain, Had locked the source of softer woe, And burning pride...

Vengeance, deep-brooding o'er the slain, Had locked the source of softer woe, And burning pride...

Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is...

Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is...

He is the best sailor who can steer within fewest points of the wind, and...

He is the best sailor who can steer within fewest points of the wind, and...

To all, to each, a fair good-night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude more than by...

Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude more than by...

Court not the critic's smile nor dread his frown

Court not the critic's smile nor dread his frown

Death - the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening

Death - the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening

Cats are mysterious kind of folk - there is more passing in their minds than...

Cats are mysterious kind of folk - there is more passing in their minds than...

Nothing is more the child of art than a garden.

Nothing is more the child of art than a garden.

Each age has deemed the new-born year. The fittest time for festal cheer.

Each age has deemed the new-born year. The fittest time for festal cheer.

Cats are mysterious kind of folk - there is more passing in their minds than...

Cats are mysterious kind of folk - there is more passing in their minds than...

Come he slow or come he fast. It is but death who comes at last.

Come he slow or come he fast. It is but death who comes at last.

Is death the last sleep? No - it is the last and final awakening.

Is death the last sleep? No - it is the last and final awakening.

Be of good cheer about death and know this as a truth - that no...

Be of good cheer about death and know this as a truth - that no...

Death...is no more than passing from one room into another. But theres a difference for...

Death...is no more than passing from one room into another. But theres a difference for...

Life is a dream walking, death is going home.

Life is a dream walking, death is going home.