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!
ROBERT BURNSWhat is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; Love’s the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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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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There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
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Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
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A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
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I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence.
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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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O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
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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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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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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
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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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Nae man can tether time or tide.
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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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Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
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