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Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!

Robert Burns

Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
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Brave Dare Fear Honesty
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
How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful.
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Person Powerful Rich
The 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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Best Joy Leaving Man Pain Promise
There’s some are fou o’ love divine; There’s some are fou o’ brandy.
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Brand Divine Love
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
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
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Desperate Face
Some wee short hour ayont the twal.
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One Liner Short
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
The honest man, though e’er sae poor, Is king o’ men, for a’ that!
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Honesty King Man Poor
The best plans of men and mice often go awry.
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Best Destroy Planning
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
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
The trout in yonder wimpling burn – That glides, a silver dart, – And, safe beneath the shady thorn, – Defies the anglers art.
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Art Burn Silver
Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.
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Silver Wine
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent
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Heaven Myself Patriot Warm

Beauty’s of a fading nature. Has a season and is gone!

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