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From The Star, 27th January 1838, page 99
LINES ON WALTER SCOTT.
BY MISS LANDON.
Now honour to the glorious head
Numbered with the immortal dead,
Yet leaving life behind,
Creations to whose charmed powers
We owe so many happy hours—
The treasures of the mind.
White be the marble for his grave,
And o'er it let the laurel wave,
Till time itself depart.
But marble white, and laurel tree.
For memory, what needeth he
Whose shrine is in our heart!
