Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
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SIR WALTER SCOTT, the fourth child of Walter Scott, writer to the Signet of Edinburgh, was born in that city on the 15th of August 1771. He came of the Border family, the Scotts of Harden, an offshoot from the house of Beccleuch. His childhood was passed for the most part at Sandyknowe, the farm of his Father in Roxburghshire. In I783, he went to the University.
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- Of course, it helps to know that Scott wrote these lines on the eve of a battle. Sort of puts in perspective what kind of short, but glorious, life he was talking about.
- I believe that today, in the media era, many would instead choose to have a prosperous, obscure life instead of being the center of paparrizi attention.
Of course in Walter Scott's day life was different, and fame accompanied power in such a way that was less intrusive. Wealth and power brought fame and better social accommodations then, while today fame may simply be an onstruction ffor those outside of the entertainment or governance industries. - I guess people have always wanted their fifteen minutes of fame, whatever era they lived in, as if merely by other's opinions our own existence is to be justified.
