Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
ROBERT BURNSDare to be honest and fear no labor. … Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
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The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.
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Oh my luve’s like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June; Oh my luve’s like the melodie That’s sweetly played in tune.
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I’m truly sorry man’s dominion has broken Nature’s social union.
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The golden hours on angel wings Flew o’er me and my dearie, For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
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Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lou’d sae kindly, Had we never lou’d sae blindly, Never met – or never parted – We had ne’er been broken hearted.
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She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o’ mine.
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An honest man here lies at rest, the friend of man the friend of truth the friend of age and guide of youth. Few hearts like his with virtue warmed, few heads with knowledge so informed. If there’s another world, he lives in bliss. If there is none, he made the best of this.
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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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Inspiring bold JohnBarleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi’ usquebae, we’ll face the devil!
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God knows, I’m not the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be, But twenty times I rather would be An atheist clean, Than under gospel colours hid be Just for a screen.
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Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O’er a’ the ills o’ life victorious.
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O, wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, An’ foolish notion.
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God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
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Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.
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The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw, He dearly loved the lasses, O.
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Painters and poets have liberty to lie.
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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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Nae man can tether time or tide.
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My heart ‘s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart ‘s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
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The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
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But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it’s bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.
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Be Briton still to Britain true, Among oursel’s united; For never but by British hands Maun British wrangs be righted.
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