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The triumphs of the warrior are bounded by the narrow theatre of his…
Quote byWilliam Hickling Prescott · 1796–1859
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Biographical and Critical Miscellanies, "Sir Walter Scott" (1838), p. 239..
English (original)
The triumphs of the warrior are bounded by the narrow theatre of his own age; but those of a Scott or a Shakespeare will be renewed with greater and greater lustre in ages yet unborn, when the victorious chieftain shall be forgotten, or shall live only in the song of the minstrel and the page of the chronicler.
— William Hickling Prescott
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