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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.

Robert Burns

My heart ‘s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart ‘s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.
ROBERT BURNS

Dreams Fantasy Heart Myself Yourself
The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church’s ban Or hell’s damnation.
ROBERT BURNS

Best Fear Heart Hell Honesty Man Need
A eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
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Himself Man Work
Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
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Human Mourning Silver
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
Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
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Desire Learning Nature Spark
Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!
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Beautiful Fade Nature Season
Anticipation forward points the view.
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One Liner Point View
Your lines, I maintain it, are poetry, and good poetry. Friendship had I been so blest as to have met with you in time, might have led me – God of love only knows where.
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Blessing Friendship God Goodness Love Poetry Time
Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
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Change Law Nature
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
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Bloom Flower Happiness Nature Wisdom
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!
ROBERT BURNS

Best Count Death Humanity Kind Law Man Nature
I want someone to laugh with me, someone to be grave with me, someone to please me and help my discrimination with his or her own remark, and at times, no doubt, to admire my acuteness and penetration.
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Discrimination Doubt Grave Laughter Myself Time
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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Fall Moments River Snow
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
Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
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One Liner Short

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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