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To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That’s the true pathos and sublime Of human life.

Robert Burns

Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
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Change Law 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
Painters and poets have liberty to lie.
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Liberty Lying Paint Poet
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!
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Best Count Death Humanity Kind Law Man Nature
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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Forever Herself Love Nature See
But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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Fact Fight Life
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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Hands Right True Unity
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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Desperate Face
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
There’s some are fou o’ love divine; There’s some are fou o’ brandy.
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Brand Divine Love
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
Dare to be honest and fear no labor. … Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
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Dare Death Fear Himself Honesty Man Music Sing
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
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Bath Flower Ourselves Violence
How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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Person Powerful Rich
A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
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Average Greatness Man Power Woman
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

To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That’s the true pathos and sublime Of human life.

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