O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I!
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Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
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Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
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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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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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My 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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A eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
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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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When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation’s path ye gang astray, Implore His counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
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What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; Love’s the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning.
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Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
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A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.
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Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!
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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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The voice of Nature loudly cries,And many a message from the skies,That something in us never dies.
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Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
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But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.
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Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
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The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.
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Life is but a day at most.
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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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Now’s the day and now’s the hour.
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Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o’ mine.
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Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O’er a’ the ills o’ life victorious.
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Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.
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