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.
ROBERT BURNSGo fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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To see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!
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The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
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When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
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Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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God help the teacher, if a man of sensibility and genius, when a booby father presents him with his booby son, and insists on lighting up the rays of science in a fellow’s head whose skull is impervious and inaccessible by any other way than a positive fracture with a cudgel.
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Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!
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Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
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But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
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Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects.
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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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How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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Some books are lies frae end to end.
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