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How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.

Robert Burns

Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O’er a’ the ills o’ life victorious.
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Blessing Glory King Life Victory
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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Fall Moments River Snow
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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Appearance Beautiful Herself Love Myself Wife
The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church’s ban Or hell’s damnation.
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Best Fear Heart Hell Honesty Man Need
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 best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
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Best Man Planning Wasted
O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!
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Life Myself Obstacle Path Road Struggle
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
Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep’d in the morning dews.
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Happiness Morning Nature Wind
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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Break Forever Heart Kind Love See
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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Hands Right True Unity
Ye Hypocrites, are these your pranks To murder men and gie God thanks Desist for shame, proceed no further God won’t accept your thanks for murder.
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Acceptance God Hypocrisy Man Murder Shame Thankful Yourself
But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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Fact Fight Life
Anticipation forward points the view.
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One Liner Point View
Nae man can tether time or tide.
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Change Man One Liner Time
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
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Heaven Myself Patriot Warm

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