He that does good, having the unlimited power to do evil, deserves praise not only for the good which he performs, but for the evil which he forbears. - Walter Scott

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He that does good, having the unlimited power to do evil, deserves praise not only for the good which he performs, but for the evil which he forbears.

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About Walter Scott

Sir Walter Scott, 1st Baronet (August 15, 1771 – September 21, 1832) was a Scottish historical novelist, poet, playwright and historian popular throughout Europe during his time. He had a major impact on European and American literature. As an advocate, judge and legal administrator by profession, he combined writing and editing with daily work as Clerk of Session and Sheriff-Depute of Selkirkshire. He was prominent in Edinburgh's Tory establishment, active in the Highland Society, long a president of the Royal Society of Edinburgh (1820–1832), and a vice president of the Society of Antiquaries of Scotland (1827–1829). His knowledge of history and literary facility equipped him to establish the historical novel genre and as an exemplar of European Romanticism.

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Pen Names: Jedediah Cleishbotham Laurence Templeton Somnambulus Malachi Malagrowther Clutterbuck Lawrence Templeton
Also Known As: Border Minstrel
Alternative Names: Walter Skott Sir Walter Scott, Bart. Sir Walter Scott Sir Walter Scott, 1st Baronet Great Magician The Great Unknown Walter Sir Scott Wizard of the North

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Those who follow the banners of Reason are like the well-disciplined battalion, which, wearing a more sober uniform, and making a less dazzling show, than the light troops commanded by Imagination, enjoy more safety, and even more honour, in the conflicts of human life.

The way was long, the wind was cold,
The Minstrel was infirm and old;
His withered cheek, and tresses grey,
Seemed to have known a better day;
The harp, his sole remaining joy,
Was carried by an orphan boy.
The last of all the Bards was he,
Who sung of Border chivalry;
For, well-a-day! their date was fled,
His tuneful brethren all were dead;
And he, neglected and oppressed,
Wished to be with them, and at rest.

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