...do," said Fanny Euston, — ' Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My heart shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it All. V ' But if thou wilt be constant then, And faithful...

...this affectionate expostulation in the words of Montrose — " He either fears his fate too ranch, Or his deserts are small, "Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all." " If I fail," I said, for the dialogue is strong in my recollection, " it is a sign that I ought never...

...or in earnest." " Like Montrose's song," remarked Adela, " Mr. Clayton is of opinion — ' He either fears his fate too much, or his deserts are small. Who dares not put it to the touch, and win or lose it all.' And quite right too; it is the best way, I am sure. If anyone came to me for...

...have a part, Which virtuous souls abhor, I'll call a synod in my heart, And never love thee more. . As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone...not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all. But I will reign and govern still, And always give the law, And have each subject at my will, And all to...

...with impunity." I replied to this affectionate expostulation in the words of Montrose — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all." 1 [The lady with whom Sir Walter Scott held this conversation, was, no doubt, his aunt, Miss Christian...

...with impunity." I replied to this affectionate expostulation in the words of Montrose — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all." 1 [The lady with whom Sir Walter Scott held thts conversation, was, no doubt, his aunt, Miss Christian...

...troops, who all but worshipped him ; and doubtless thought with the illfated Montrose : — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all." The whole army was in favour of this measure, but the moollah-hood violently opposed it. The ambitious...

...Place, repeating to himself as he walked along, those lines of Montrose's love song : — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch To win or lose it all." No person that saw him walking on erect and dignified as usual, would have dreamed...

...full of thought, turning over half unconsciously in his mind the words of his adviser. " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all." Somehow these lines floated in upon Huntley's mind as he stood gazing upon the summer landscape. To...

...with impunity." I replied to this affectionate expostulation ir. the words of Montrose — " He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small,...Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all."3 author firet entered the romantic scenery of Loch Katrine, of which he may perhaps say he has...