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When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.

Robert Burns

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 Nature her great masterpiece designed,And framed her last, best work, the human mind,Her eye intent on all the wondrous plan,She formed of various stuff the various Man.
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Frame Greatness Human Man Mindset Nature Planning Work
To step aside is human.
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Human One Liner
Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom’s root.
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Care Control Root Wisdom
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
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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Happiness Morning Nature Wind
Suspense is worst than disappointment.
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Disappointment One Liner Worst
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
Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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Hope Yourself
Life is but a day at most.
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Life One Liner Time
Some books are lies frae end to end.
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Book End Lying One Liner
Mankind is a science that defies definitions.
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Kind Man Meaning One Liner Science
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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Guide Honesty Support True Wisdom
There’s some are fou o’ love divine; There’s some are fou o’ brandy.
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Brand Divine Love
Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
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One Liner Short
An honest man here lies at rest, the friend of man the friend of truth the friend of age and guide of youth. Few hearts like his with virtue warmed, few heads with knowledge so informed. If there’s another world, he lives in bliss. If there is none, he made the best of this.
ROBERT BURNS

Best Friendship Himself Honesty Knowledge Lie Live Man Virtue World
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
But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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Fact Fight Life
God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
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Be Yourself God Myself Personality
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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Atheist God Hide Myself Time
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
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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Fall Moments River Snow
Now’s the day and now’s the hour.
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End One Liner Present Time
Inspiring bold JohnBarleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi’ usquebae, we’ll face the devil!
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Danger Devil Face Inspirational
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
Farewell, my friends! farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those. The bursting tears my heart declare; Farewell, the bonnie banks of Ayr.
ROBERT BURNS

Desire Enemy Friendship Heart Love Myself Peace Tears

When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.

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