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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.

Robert Burns

The trout in yonder wimpling burn – That glides, a silver dart, – And, safe beneath the shady thorn, – Defies the anglers art.
ROBERT BURNS

Art Burn Silver
Gie me ae spark o’ Nature’s fire, That’s a’ the learning I desire.
ROBERT BURNS

Desire Learning Nature Spark
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
ROBERT BURNS

Fall Moments River Snow
Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
ROBERT BURNS

Critics Fame Path Struggle
The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
ROBERT BURNS

Cry Death Loud Nature Sky Voice
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.
ROBERT BURNS

Guide Honesty Support True Wisdom
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
ROBERT BURNS

Philosophy Uncertain
Suspense is worst than disappointment.
ROBERT BURNS

Disappointment One Liner Worst
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed.
ROBERT BURNS

Bloom Flower Happiness Nature Wisdom
The honest man, though e’er sae poor, Is king o’ men, for a’ that!
ROBERT BURNS

Honesty King Man Poor
Nae man can tether time or tide.
ROBERT BURNS

Change Man One Liner Time
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O’er a’ the ills o’ life victorious.
ROBERT BURNS

Blessing Glory King Life Victory
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!
ROBERT BURNS

Health Heaven Myself Peace Warm
Look abroad through Nature’s range, Nature’s mighty law is change.
ROBERT BURNS

Change Law Nature
God knows, I’m no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.
ROBERT BURNS

Be Yourself God Myself Personality
A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
ROBERT BURNS

Average Greatness Man Power Woman

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