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Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.

Robert Burns

It ‘s guid to be merry and wise, It ‘s guid to be honest and true, It ‘s guid to support Caledonia’s cause, And bide by the buff and the blue.
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Guide Honesty Support True Wisdom
The trout in yonder wimpling burn – That glides, a silver dart, – And, safe beneath the shady thorn, – Defies the anglers art.
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Art Burn Silver
The best plans of men and mice often go awry.
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Best Destroy Planning
And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation’s path ye gang astray, Implore His counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
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Fear God Mindset Responsibility Temptation Yourself
My dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heav’n is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!
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Health Heaven Myself Peace Warm
If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.
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Best Himself Live World
Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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Gift Ourselves Power See
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
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Heaven Myself Patriot Warm
Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
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Beautiful Fade Nature Season
My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
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Fools Right Rule Son Wisdom
The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
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Cry Death Loud Nature Sky Voice
Life is but a day at most.
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Life One Liner Time
Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
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Change Law Nature
Nature’s law, That man was made to mourn. Man’s inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn! O Death, the poor man’s dearest friend, The kindest and the best!
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Best Count Death Humanity Kind Law Man Nature
The honest man, though e’er sae poor, Is king o’ men, for a’ that!
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Honesty King Man Poor
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
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Bloom Flower Happiness Nature Wisdom

Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.

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