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

Robert Burns

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
A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
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Average Greatness Man Power Woman
A eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
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Himself Man Work
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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Dreams Fantasy Heart Myself Yourself
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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Play Red Rose
Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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Silver Wine
Now’s the day and now’s the hour.
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End One Liner Present Time
Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
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Change Law Nature
The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
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Best Man Planning Wasted
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
The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw, He dearly loved the lasses, O.
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Love Man Wisdom
Nae man can tether time or tide.
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Change Man One Liner Time
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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Best Joy Leaving Man Pain Promise
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
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Brave Dare Fear Honesty
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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Gold Life Light Myself Wings
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
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Bath Flower Ourselves Violence

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

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