Melrose is the finest remaining specimen of Gothic architecture in Scotland. Some of the sculptured flowers in the cloister arches are remarkably beautiful and delicate, and the two windows - the south and east oriels - are of a lightness and grace of execution really surprising.
With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March! - Bayard Taylor
With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!
- Bayard Taylor
Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return. - Bayard Taylor
Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
Pens carry further than rifled cannon. - Bayard Taylor
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none. - Bayard Taylor
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me. - Bayard Taylor
But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
The healing of the world is in its nameless saints. Each separate star seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars break up the night and make it bea… - Bayard Taylor
The healing of the world is in its nameless saints. Each separate star seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars break up the night and make it bea…
In the glory which overhangs Palestine afar off, we imagine emotions which never come, when we tread the soil and walk over the hallowed sites. - Bayard Taylor
In the glory which overhangs Palestine afar off, we imagine emotions which never come, when we tread the soil and walk over the hallowed sites.
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool. - Bayard Taylor
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread. - Bayard Taylor
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.
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