If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.
ROBERT BURNS- When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
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- black
- grey
- blue
- red
- brown
- white
When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare.
More Robert Burns Quotes
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If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.
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Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.
ROBERT BURNSHere’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.
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A eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
ROBERT BURNSA eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
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God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
ROBERT BURNSGod knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
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Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
ROBERT BURNSLearn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
ROBERT BURNSHow wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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My Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
ROBERT BURNSMy Son, these maxims make a rule An lump them ay thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither.
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Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
ROBERT BURNSOh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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Inspiring bold JohnBarleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi’ usquebae, we’ll face the devil!
ROBERT BURNSInspiring bold JohnBarleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi’ usquebae, we’ll face the devil!
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Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
ROBERT BURNSSome wee short hour ayont the twal.
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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 BURNSFarewell, 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.
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The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
ROBERT BURNSThe heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.
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The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
ROBERT BURNSThe wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
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Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
ROBERT BURNSHope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
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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.
ROBERT BURNSSome 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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The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.
ROBERT BURNSThe 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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