Quote#Wisdom
He’s expected at noon, and no wight till he comes
Quote byWalter Scott · 1771–1832
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Ivanhoe (1819), Ch. 17, One of the verses of the ballad "The Barefooted Friar", sung by Friar Tuck to the Black Knight..
English (original)
He’s expected at noon, and no wight till he comes May profane the great chair, or the porridge of plums; For the best of the cheer, and the seat by the fire, Is the undenied right of the Barefooted Friar.
— Walter Scott
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