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And like a passing thought, she fled In light away.

Robert Burns

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
Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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Silver Wine
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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Fall Moments River Snow
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
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Forever Love See
A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.
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Integrity Meaning Mindset Performance
The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
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Generosity God Heart Kind
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
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!
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Health Heaven Myself Peace Warm
Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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Gift Ourselves Power See
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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Desperate Face
The best laid plans take 40 years to complete.
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Best Planning Time
Some rhyme a neebor’s name to lash; Some rhyme (vain thought!) for needfu’ cash; Some rhyme to court the countra clash, An’ raise a din; For me, an aim I never fash; I rhyme for fun.
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Fun Money Myself Name Rhyme Thinking
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
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Bloom Flower Happiness Nature Wisdom
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
Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
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Critics Fame Path Struggle
To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That’s the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
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Happiness Human Life True Wife

And like a passing thought, she fled In light away.

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